With such doubts, Iris Harris casually glanced over.
Under the golden sunset, beside the black Cayenne, stood a tall and handso young man.
The fine sunlight scattered on his flawless face like shattered gold, as if covered with a thin veil.
Iris Harris quickly understood why the female employees in her company were so excited.
Brandan Hyde’s appearance was indeed unparalleled, exceptionally handso.
But...
Why was he here?
Thinking about it, Iris decided not to et him. After all, he couldn’t possibly be here to see her.
With this in mind, Iris squeezed through the crowd at the company entrance and walked towards the parking lot.
Suddenly, she heard hurried footsteps behind her. Iris paused in surprise and instinctively turned around to see Brandan marching towards her fiercely. He grabbed her wrist: "What do you an by walking away as soon as you see ?"
Iris glanced at her wrist being gripped by him and then smiled calmly, saying: "I don’t know whom you’re here for. It’s best not to disturb you, right?"
Upon hearing this, Brandan’s frown deepened. He looked down at Iris’s sowhat stiff expression and suddenly said sarcastically, "Now you know to avoid ?"
Iris thought, she wasn’t a masochist. The wounds he caused last ti hadn’t healed completely yet. Seeing him now, wouldn’t it be better to avoid him rather than confront him?
Seeing her press her lips in silence, Brandan sneered, not sure what he was thinking.
Then, regardless of her struggle, he directly dragged her towards the direction of the car.
Iris was startled and quickly said, "Brandan, I need to go ho!"
Brandan glanced at her and said coldly, "What, don’t want to see ?"
"No, it’s not that..." She was a bit hard-pressed to speak, "I’m... still not fully recovered..."
Brandan was taken aback and only then did he realize what she was talking about.
Did she think he ca this ti to sleep with her again?
Is that why she ran away from him like a mouse seeing a cat?
"You really think highly of yourself, don’t you?" Brandan said with a slight sarcasm, "With the won I have, why would I co specifically for you?"
"Then... you..." Iris looked at him, a bit bewildered.
If not for that kind of thing, why was he looking for her?
Brandan was never willing to co to see her.
"My mom wants to see you."
Brandan said blandly.
Upon hearing about Lady Hyde, Iris finally understood.
So, it was Lady Hyde who asked Brandan to co pick her up?
That makes sense. Brandan would never defy Lady Hyde’s requests.
Though he was cold and unruly, he was very gentle to his mother.
Iris sat in the passenger seat of Brandan’s car, holding her briefcase, looking ahead.
She felt very uncomfortable, a bit feverish. Originally, she planned to go ho, take a bath, and go to bed early.
But since Lady Hyde wanted to see her, how could she find an excuse not to go?
Moreover... it was Brandan himself who ca to pick her up.
She knew it was shaful to be happy about such a thing, but this was indeed the first ti in many years that Brandan had co to pick her up.
Even if it was only because of Lady Hyde’s command, her heart was still leaping with joy because of this.
Iris Harris, just how much do you like this man?
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