Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 592

Previous life memories led Brett to the Salotti estate as if on autopilot. Though he'd only visited a few times, he could navigate the meandering pathways with ease. To reach the heart of the Salotti's luxurious property, he'd have to stroll for a good fifteen minutes. Along the way, he'd pass the stables, the expansive golf course, and the meticulously designed children's playground, a vibrant oasis for the younger set.

But Brett had no interest in these distractions. His sole purpose was to see Izabella, and every ticking second felt like an eternity.

Fortune was on his side when he overheard a child's shout near the playground.

"Lucas Salotti!"

Brett's steps halted abruptly as he turned to the source. There, crouched on the ground in the midst of a water gun battle, was Izabella's good-for-nothing brother, Lucas.

Young Lucas had the cherubic roundness of a marshmallow, a stark contrast to his parents, both of whom were striking in appearance. It was no wonder they had produced R City's belle, Izabella. And if she was a beauty, Lucas, being her brother, had to share at least some of those genes.

Lucas was boasting to a group of kids, water gun in hand. "Your action figure's got nothing on mine. My dad bought me one that's two meters tall! It's at home, or I'd show you just how awesome it is," he bragged, puffing out his chest with pride.

The children surrounding him were from well-to-do families, but none as affluent or influential as the Salottis. They gathered around Lucas, eager to laugh at his jokes and nod at his boasts, none daring to challenge him.

Lucas reveled in the attention, his chin tilted up in smug satisfaction.

"I don't believe you," a skeptical voice chimed in from the outskirts of the group. Lucas's brow furrowed with irritation as he turned to face the challenger.

The boy was about Lucas's height but a stranger to him.

"Who are you?"

Lucas might have been a bit dull as a child, and it seemed that hadn't changed much over the years. Brett planned to use Lucas to gain access to the Salotti estate and, hopefully, to glean some information about Izabella.

"You don't know me, but I know you. You're Lucas, and your dad is Alan Salotti."

Lucas puffed up. "If you know who I am, then why don't you believe me? My family's rich."

Brett feigned disbelief. "I just don't buy it. You're all talk. Prove it. Show me, and I'll believe you."

Lucas's competitive spirit flared, egged on by his entourage. "The Salotti estate is huge! Of course, we have a two-meter-tall action figure. I've even seen their transformer collection," one of the kids piped up in support.

"Yeah, and I'll say I've met a real-life superhero, ten meters tall, who could squash you flat!" Brett retorted.

Lucas pointed at Brett, determined to prove him wrong. "Fine. You come with me, and I'll show you my house. Just you, no one else!"

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