Love Has Its Will

Chapter 542 Can't Let You In "I found Lilia!"

After confirming that Lilia would not call him at the moment, Finn used the headset connected to the monitor to

communicate in time with Brandon.

"Where is Lilia?" Brandon also began to search for the scene with his eyes. But since it was not proper to stand up

on such a formal occasion, Brandon could only turn his head to look for Lilia with a small range.

"Behind you, at a 45-degree angle," Finn reported Lilia's position in the headset.

Brandon turned around but he did not immediately see Lilia. Instead, Brandon saw Ruben, who was in the back row.

"What are you looking for?" Ruben, who looked righteous, asked coldly.

Brandon knew that lying to Ruben, such a foxy person, would instead arouse Ruben’s suspicion, so Brandon simply

replied, "Lilia is behind."

Sure enough, everyone was easily drawn to gossip. Upon hearing this, the righteous Ruben also turned his head.

"Where is my daughter-in-law?"

"Who are you talking to?" Finn asked from the other end of the receiver.

"Your dad." Brandon took advantage of Ruben turning his head and replied in a low voice.

"Then, that's fine," Finn didn't bother to ask about that further. "Did you see Lilia?" Finn then asked.

No, there are too many people. Why don't you give me a more concise location?"

Brandon wanted to pinpoint Lilia's location.

Finn enlarged the screen at the lower right corner of the monitor, wanting to clearly find a landmark. However, he

did not expect that Lilia was no longer there as soon as the screen was enlarged.

Finn thought it was a problem with the screen, but when he closed the enlarged screen, Lilia was still not seen.

Finn suddenly became nervous and murmured, "Oh no! Lilia is missing!"

"How can she be missing?"

"There is no sign of her on the monitor." Finn was so nervous that his voice was even trembling.

"Lilia should have gone to the monitoring blind spot. Your fiancée is quite vigilant," Brandon praised.

Finn thought for a moment and felt what Brandon said made sense. Finn thought, since Lilia has said she won't let

me find her, how could she go under surveillance?

Finn sighed and told Brandon, "Mr. Cassel, if Lilia goes to you, remember not to give me away. Also, be cruel and

help me reject her. Just tell Lilia that I don't love her and have fallen in love with someone else!"

"Mr. Orwell, do you really have to do that? You will hurt Lilia as much by lying to her like this," Brandon advised Finn

kindly.

Finn said firmly, "If Lilia is told that I have fallen in love with someone else, she could quickly let me go after feeling

sad for a while. But if she knows that I am going to die, she will never be able to move on."

Brandon took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Okay, I got it."

"Where's Lilia? Why didn't I see her?" When Ruben heard that Lilia was at the scene, he kept looking around for her,

but he didn't see her.

Brandon replied, "Lilia's mad at me. I didn't see her either."

Ruben reached out and hit Brandon's back with a bang. "How many times have I told you? As a man, you have to

be magnanimous. You need to admit defeat and apologize if necessary. Is it really necessary to get in a rage with

such a little girl?"

"It's something between us young people. You just can't understand," replied Brandon with a smile.

"Are you saying that I am old?" Ruben glared at Brandon angrily.

But at the same time, Ruben also felt that something was different about his son. When Finn was seriously ill, Ruben

always felt that Finn was very gloomy and there was no smile on Finn's face or light in Finn's eyes.

However, ever since Finn went on stage to bid, Ruben felt that Finn had been in high spirits.

And Finn was talking cheerfully with Ruben just now.

Facing the exact same face, Ruben did not suspect it was someone else rather than his son. Instead, Ruben was

happy for Finn becoming more cheerful.

Soon, the ninth company also finished introducing the project bids. After some discussion, the organizers finally

announced that the Orwell Group was the winner without a doubt.

Brandon was not surprised at this result.

Brandon only felt that he and the Orwell Group deserved it. Brandon believed that he himself had the ability to hit

the mark, and the Orwell Group also had the ability to bear this job.

The company would arrange a special person to contact the follow-up matters. Brandon stood up from his seat and

ordered Gerald beside him, "Go push the wheelchair."

Ruben was just rejoicing that his son had become better and stronger. He did not expect this disappointing fellow to

rely on the wheelchair so much again.

"You can walk on your own. Why do you need such a thing?" Ruben scolded angrily.

Brandon pretended to cough a little and said weakly, "I'm too weak to walk."

"I saw that you were very energetic on stage just now. You didn't seem to be in poor health at all," Ruben scolded

angrily.

"Isn't that part of the job? Don't you know what's going on with me?" Brandon retorted.

Brandon finally found a way to be a substitute. After all, he was pretending to be someone who was in poor health.

No matter how much he tried, it was impossible for him to act exactly the same.

As a result, it was better to be half true and half false, and it would not arouse suspicion. After all, no one knew that

Finn had a terminal illness that was beyond cure.

After being pushed to the back seat of Aston Martin by Gerald from the entrance of the bidding meeting, Brandon

sat up straight. Although he was still wearing makeup, his straight back and tense body exposed that there was

actually nothing wrong with him.

Brandon picked up his phone and called Finn, "I didn't see your girlfriend. She must be hiding or secretly following

me."

"Based on my understanding of Lilia, since she is back, she will soon make a move." After thinking for a while, Finn

said, "Come back to the company first, and I will find a way to help you get away."

"Okay, Mr. Orwell." Brandon put away his phone and leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes and pretending to

doze.

At the same time, behind the Aston Martin, there was a black BMW in the distance.

In the driver's seat of the BMW, a young woman was holding a steering wheel, wearing a cap and sunglasses, and

the lower half of her face was covered with a black mask.

Through the sunglasses, the woman stared at the butt of the Aston Martin, trying to look in through the black glass

and at the person in it.

Lilia was unable to figure out why Finn suddenly didn't love her. They had agreed that they would get married after

graduation. Lilia wondered why Finn went back on his words.

The Aston Martin stopped at the entrance of the Orwell Group. Gerald respectfully carried Brandon into a

wheelchair.

At the same time, the black BMW stopped at the street corner of the building. The woman's eyes locked onto the

man in the wheelchair like a tracker.

Until the man was pushed into the building, Lilia opened the door of the driver's seat and followed quietly.

Lilia walked into the company with ease like she used to do. However, as soon as Lilia entered the door, she was

stopped by a security guard.

"Miss, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see Mr. Orwell," Lilia replied.

"Do you have an appointment?" The security guard asked.

"Do I need to make an appointment? Take a good look at who I am!" Lilia said as she angrily pulled off her mask.

The security guard had been working in the Orwell Group for a long time, and just at a glance, he recognized Lilia,

the beloved girlfriend of Finn. "So it's Ms. Parsons. It's my fault for not recognizing you. I am sorry."

Lilia snorted and put on the mask again. "That's all right. Get out of the way and let me in!"

Lilia insisted on going in, but the security guard still stood in front of her.

"Sorry, Ms. Parsons, you can't go in."

"Why? Didn't you recognize me?" Lilia was very angry.

"That's why I can't let you in." The security guard rubbed his hands and said awkwardly, "Mr. Orwell specifically

ordered not to let you in!"