"You an Andy Bennet, the CEO of Silverstone Group!?" Sawyer asked.
"Yes," Angela nodded quickly. After seeing him, he pretended he didn’t know Andy Bennet. She added, "I know you’re friends with him, Sawyer..."
"You’re mistaken. I don’t know Andy Bennet. How could I know him? He’s soone I can’t even et in person. He’s a big shot in this country..." Sawyer replied thoughtfully, but Angela could see through his lie.
Angela rolled her eyes at Sawyer’s response. "Do you really think I could believe that? Co on..."
"I don’t care whether you believe or not..." Sawyer said nonchalantly.
"Little brother, if you don’t know Andy Bennet, then why is he here? I followed him to this house and saw his car parked in the front yard." Angela smiled as she noticed the shock in Sawyer’s eyes.
Before Sawyer could respond, Angela continued, "And this isn’t the first ti I’ve seen you et Andy Bennet. I saw you et him twice."
Angela’s eyes narrowed sharply as she observed Sawyer, who looked montarily shocked before he attempted to regain his composure.
’Damn it! So she followed Andy Bennet to this house?’ Sawyer silently cursed under his breath. He had arranged for soone to pick him up, but Andy had ntioned stopping by the office before coming here.
"By the way, this is the first ti I’ve seen you in such a sharp suit, little bro. Are you seriously going sowhere?"
Angela’s question left Sawyer speechless again, but he chose not to answer her.
"Even though Andy ca to this place, you can’t say this place is my house. Why do you assu this is my house?" Sawyer wanted to know whether his sister was tailing him.
Angela remained silent as if thinking of sothing to respond to him.
After seeing Sawyer’s annoyed expression grow, she finally answered, "A few days ago, I saw you visit Grandpa’s house, and I asked my driver to follow you. That day, I knew this was your house. And..."
Sawyer was utterly shocked to learn this. How could he let his guard down and not notice soone following him? Now, he wondered if Angela knew Abigail was with him then. He hoped Angela followed him when Abigail was not with him.
"And, what?" he asked.
"Today, while I was following Andy Bennet from his office, I was surprised to see him drive to this location. I also noticed your driver—his na is Brody, if I’m not mistaken. He drove to this place twice today. So, I’m convinced this is your house."
Sawyer was at a loss for words; even Brody had accidentally given her a hint. How could this happen? It seed he could no longer hide this place from her.
Angela smiled as she observed Sawyer’s reaction. She knew the answer: this beautiful, expensive house belonged to her younger brother.
"So, little bro, was I right? Isn’t this your house?" Angela’s eyes sparkled as she asked. She had long been aware that Sawyer Beach’s house was just an empty place where only the house’s staff lived. They had never found him there whenever they tried to look for him.
Sawyer did not answer her directly. Instead, he warned her, "Sister Angela, I have always respected you, and I never want to know about your life, nor do you want to know about mine."
His eyes drilled into her sharply, making Angela tense up.
"I hope our relationship remains that way. What you see here stays in your mind. I’ll be fine and won’t bother you if you can keep it to yourself. But if you tell anyone about this house, don’t bla for what I might do," he said, his voice icy.
Angela shuddered at the sight of her little brother, who had rarely shown emotion and had always been low-profile in their encounters. Now, he seed like a mafia figure from a TV show—ruthless and intimidating.
"W-What are you trying to say, Sa-Sawyer Jo-Jones...? Are you threatening ?" she stamred, a thin line appearing on her forehead as she felt the coldness in his gaze.
A faint smile slowly erged on Sawyer’s lips as he looked at his sister. In a soft yet still icy tone, he replied, "What I’m trying to say is, yes, this is my house. And you must promise you will never tell anyone about it, especially not Harvey or our parents."
"I... I promise you!" Angela replied, feeling slightly relieved. She was genuinely afraid that Sawyer might do sothing to her.
"Good!"
"How about Andy Bennet? Can you promise you’ll arrange a eting with him?" Angela asked.
"Why on earth do you want to et him?" Sawyer asked, confused. "Are you romantically interested in him? Is that why you’re reckless enough to approach and follow him to this place?"
Angela felt her face heat up after hearing his shocking question. She quickly tried to calm her mind.
"What are you thinking? Of course not! Andy Bennet is two years younger than . How could I like soone younger?"
Sawyer chuckled inwardly, noticing her flushed cheeks.
"Age difference? I was even ten years older than Abby. Age isn’t a problem in a relationship if you like soone. That reasoning doesn’t make sense." He wanted to say this, but of course, he held back.
Instead, he asked, "So why do you want to et him?"
"Damn it, Andy Bennet! He rejected my company’s proposal for so ridiculous reason!" Angela couldn’t hide her annoyance with Andy any longer.
Sawyer listened in silence.
"I’ve tried to make an appointnt to et with him, but he doesn’t have the ti. I know he’s been avoiding , and I don’t understand why. When I found out he knew you, I started searching for a way to use your connection to help ."
"Did you involve Jones when you proposed the cooperation?" he asked.
"Of course. I have to use my full na, given that this is for my personal company. But I want to be clear: this project has nothing to do with J Group!"
Sawyer chuckled internally. He knew Andy would refuse her request because he strictly forbade the Silverstone Group from cooperating with J Group or the Jones family.
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