Chapter 1174

Jane could only watch helplessly as Bryan turned back, draped an arm over Frederick’s shoulder, and steered him toward a quiet corner, out of her sight. The moment they were hidden from view, Bryan’s arm dropped—and his fist shot forward, aimed straight for Frederick’s face. Frederick caught his wrist mid-swing, grip like steel. “Looking for another sparring match?” His tone was cool, almost bored. Bryan tugged twice, frustration flashing across his face when he couldn’t break free. “Frederick, let go,” he snapped, jaw tight. “We’re going to talk like civilized people.” Frederick released him, one brow lifting in silent challenge. “You bastard!” Bryan’s voice trembled with barely contained anger. “Frederick, haven’t we been best brothers since we were kids?” “Indeed,” Frederick replied evenly. “Then tell me—what the hell happened between you and Jane when she lost her memory?” Bryan’s eyes darkened, his tone dripping accusation. “I treated you like family, and you took advantage of my