Her Devilish Alpha - Chapter 212

“I don’t– It doesn’t work that way.”

Xavier shrugged, “It worked for me and Madeline.”

“Just because it worked for you and Madeline does not mean it’ll work for me.”

“Don’t tell me you’re scared she won’t reciprocate your feelings or something and reject you on the spot,” Xavier said, searching for his quill pen. He said nonchalantly, “If your cheeks turn any more red you’ll combust.”

“Haha, very funny. I’m happy for you and Madeline and your perfect relationship.”

“No relationship is perfect,” Xavier pointed out.

“When did you become so wise when it came to relationship advice? I remember the days where you used to ask me all about it. And now it’s you schooling me about relationships, and everything love-related.

His friend chuckled, “I suppose Madeline is rubbing off on me, not that it’s a bad thing. ‘Course it’s not a bad thing.”

“Of course not,” Adrian assured before he went on to ask, “But do you think I should do something about it? Because that’s exactly what Lawrence said too.”

Xavier was surprised, “Lawrence told you to confess your feelings to Briar?”

“Yeah, he gave me advice about it, told me to do it,” Adrian replied before he remembered something else Lawrence had said.

“What else did he say?” Xavier urged, knitting his brows together.

“He said he’d take it upon himself not to try to sleep with Briar.”

Xavier’s tone turned bitter as he said to Adrian, “Wow, never knew Lawrence had any self-restraint.”

Adrian laughed, despite panicking on the inside. A million tiny Adrians were running around his mind, desperately trying to find what to do and get someone to tell him what to do. Should he confess? Not confess and keep his feelings for her a secret? Or should he just wait it out and see if Briar does anything herself?

‘So many options! How did Madeline do this?’ Adrian wondered, before he decided to go ask Madeline herself. She should know, right?

After all, her confession towards Xavier had gone exceptionally well. If he could replicate that, or do something like what Madeline did, perhaps… he and Briar would have a shot.

‘Look at me, I seem so desperate,’ Adrian thought to himself. On one hand, one side of him wanted to confide in Madeline and ask her for advice. The other side told him to just go for it and do it without any further hesitation.

What if Xavier was right? What if Briar had feelings for him?

Adrian wondered if he was simply that blind or if Briar did a great job at hiding her feelings.

‘Or maybe, just maybe, she doesn’t have any feelings for you and when you confess to her, she’ll reject you and then your friendship will be ruined.’

“How did Madeline do it?” Adrian asked Xavier, desperately needing an answer from his friend.

“I don’t think I’m the person you should be asking,” Xavier said, asking Adrian, “Also, don’t you have the work I delegated to you?”

Adrian’s face paled, before he reminded himself that he had actually finished his work beforehand. He had been too caught up thinking over what Lawrence had told him. And now, he had what Xavier told him as well. That he made his feelings towards Briar extremely obvious.

“I’ve finished it.”

To him, he thought he did a great job at hiding his feelings. Since he was going to pay Madeline a visit, he decided to ask her about it as well, and see what she thought about it. Did she also think he made his feelings towards Briar extremely obvious or was she blissfully unaware?

‘Guess I’m going to find out,’ Adrian thought to himself.

“Hm, fine. Since you’re done with the work I’ve given you, you get to go visit Madeline.”

“You read my mind.”

“It’s a part of my job. My job is to think multiple steps ahead of everyone unless I want to lose it and lose Eudora in the process because of some reckless mistake,” Xavier reasoned.

“Ah.”

“You can go now.”

“See you later.”

“Mm,” Xavier grumbled, returning back to work.

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“Madeline, psst, Madeline!” Adrian called.

Briar and Madeline turned to face him, asking him in unison, “What?”

“I was talking to Madeline,” he said to Briar, narrowing his eyes.

“And Madeline was talking to me, go talk to her some other time, Quince.”

“It’s important, Alva,” Adrian retorted.

“That’s one nice last name,” Madeline commented.

“Thanks. And also, could I ask you something, Madeline?”

“Oh sure,” Madeline answered. She followed Adrian outside, leaving Briar alone.

She winked at Briar, who raised her brow and tilted her head questioningly, wondering what could Adrian possibly ask Madeline. Did it have something to do with Xavier? Or Lawrence?

Lawrence, how she hated that name. She huffed. What could Adrian possibly want to talk to Madeline about? And why was he hiding it from her?

“They’re not talking about me, are they?” Briar wondered.

‘You’re just being paranoid,’ a voice in her head said to her, ‘Why would they be talking about you?’

Briar reminded herself that there were a plethora of other things they could possibly be discussing . Of course, she wasn’t aware of the fact that she was right, and that Adrian and Madeline were talking about her.

Once they were a safe distance away from Madeline’s quarters, Madeline asked Adrian, breaking the silence,”Is it that important that you had to drag me away from Briar?”

“Yes, because it’s about Briar.”

Madeline gasped, lowering her voice as she whispered to him, “Does it have to do with your feelings?”

Adrian flailed his arms, trying to explain himself.

“It’s– That’s–”

“So it is about your feelings,” Madeline said, wiggling her eyebrows in amusement.

“Were they really that obvious?”

“Oh come on, you asked her out on a date and disguised it as a… hangout?” Madeline reasoned, trying to remember what he had called it.

Adrian frowned, “So does Briar know?”

Madeline stared at him incredulously, turning dead silent.