Brandan thought about this and couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh.
He had never pursued anyone before.
To be honest, with his resources, he didn’t need to chase after won.
So now, trying to win over Iris Harris was truly not an easy task.
Brandan sat at his desk, lost in thought.
"Boss Hyde."
"Boss Hyde."
The executive assistant couldn’t help but call out to him a few tis.
"What’s up?"
"Miss Harris has sat down at a café in the city center."
the assistant said.
"Oh..." Brandan spun the pen in his hand around once and nodded, "Have soone keep an eye on her, don’t let her run around. Uh... if she goes anywhere else later, rember to co and report to ."
"Yes."
The executive assistant responded respectfully and turned to leave.
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Brandan hadn’t expected Iris Harris would actually stay in the café all day.
But now that she was without a job, she really had a lot of free ti. Staying in a café was definitely better than wandering around.
Brandan was quite satisfied.
In the afternoon, he gave Alex Hawk a call, asking him to co out of the company and gather at the Nightshade Club later.
He had little experience chasing won, but Alex Hawk was different. This kid had learned to deceive people with his looks since he was young, and countless good girls had been both physically and emotionally tricked by him, so his experience in pursuing won should be quite abundant.
Brandan decided to ask him for advice.
After work, Brandan drove to the club. As a VIP mber of Nightshade Club, a private room was reserved just for him, which wasn’t open to guests when he wasn’t around. By the ti he arrived, Alex Hawk was already there, sitting next to a young, beautiful woman who matched his usual taste.
Brandan walked in and imdiately sneezed, "What’s that weird sll?"
Alex was taken aback, sniffed around, "Nothing really."
Brandan shot the woman a disdainful look and spoke with a harsh tone, "What perfu are you wearing? It’s suffocating! Get out!"
The woman was initially dazzled by Brandan’s appearance but was stunned by his rude attitude.
"Alex..." she looked at Alex Hawk with grievance, but he smiled politely, "Mia, could you step outside for a bit and take a bath? The perfu on you does feel quite overpowering."
Being told sothing like this would probably be unacceptable to any woman, "You just said I slled nice!"
Alex smiled even more gracefully, "Mia, please go out, or else I might get angry."
To say such words so gently had little sting, but looking at his smile, Mia couldn’t help but shiver. Her face went pale as she reluctantly slid out of Alex’s arms, opened the door, and left.
Alex, with one leg over the other, leaned lazily on the sofa and asked, "What’s got you the ti to invite out for a drink today?"
Brandan walked over to open the ventilation. Only after the sll dissipated did he sit down next to Alex, complaining, "It stinks."
"Is it that dramatic?" He didn’t really feel it was that bad.
"I don’t like perfu." Brandan curled his lip, preferring the faint cool scent on Iris Harris.
"Iris Harris doesn’t wear perfu." Brandan said.
Alex chuckled, "So it’s because of Iris Harris."
Brandan spoke with conviction, "And I don’t want the perfu sll on to make her misunderstand!"
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