Although the fire had attracted a lot of attention, not everybody’s focus was on it.
Brandon regretted it very much. Why did he have to be so greedy and insist on the durian layered cake
and milk tea? Even if he managed to cough it all out now, it would be too late.
Whether at the company or home, Brittany was constantly on his back, pushing him for an answer.
At first, he wanted to hide for a day or two and did not want to tell her the truth, worried that his sister
would be unable to take the pressure. However, when Brittany followed him into the men’s washroom,
he knew he would not be able to escape.
“T–This is the male washroom. I think you are in the wrong p–place,” Brandon said with a smile as he
pointed to the male toilet sign.
Brittany snorted. “Wrong place? If you, Brandon, my brother, are in the right place, then I am in the right
place too.”
“What are you saying? I’m your brother.” He looked severe, like he was about to lecture Brittany, as he
turned his head toward the sink.
“So you do know that you’re my brother. What kind of brother are you? You promised me, but now you
keep hiding from me.” Brittany was furious.
She knew Brandon had met with Alexander, so she sought Brandon daily. However, Brandon was
either at the office, home, or bar. By the time Brittany arrived at the bar, Brandon was gone. It was
evident that he was avoiding her.
The more he hid from her, the more unhappy Brittany became.
“Why would I hide from you? I’m not hiding.” Brandon pretended. He shook his hand, splashing the
water from his hand everywhere.
Brittany narrowed her eyes. Brandon tried to run, but she quickly grabbed his tie and pulled him close.
“Are you trying to escape?”
“N–No!” he hurriedly explained. “I was trying to get a tissue to wipe the water off you.”
“No need to trouble yourself. I can do it myself,” Brittany said as she turned around, taking significant
steps toward Brandon’s office. Except she did not release his tie. She dragged him to his office like
that.
Brandon had no choice but to follow Brittany since he could not get rough with his sister, especially
because she dragged him by his tie. Brandon’s face turned red. The employees were watching them as
they walked past. Brittany, Brittany, let go so that we can talk properly. I can’t breathe.”
With the glances he got from his surroundings, Brandon could not help but get angry, calling his sister
by her full name, “Brittany Oakley!”
Finally, Brittany stopped, turned around, and looked at him. while full of rage.
Brandon finally caught his breath. He yanked his tie out of her grip, then loosened it to breathe easier.
He stared at her angrily. “You want an answer? Fine! I’ll tell you. Come with me.”
Next, he took enormous strides into his office.
“Come in.” Standing at the door, he stared at Brittany.
Brittany was stunned for two seconds before returning to her senses. Not admitting defeat, she roared,
“Sure, I’ll go in! What is there to be afraid of?!”
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