After returning to New York, Savanna had nightmares. She kept dreaming of Mandel, who looked at
her with hatred, telling her, “I will not forgive you, although you are my mother.”
Late at night, Savanna was sitting by the windowsill. When she looked at the stars outside the window,
she felt unspeakably sad.
She had asked Justin to transfer the money to Brandon.
Justin told her Brandon didn‘t accept it.
Savanna‘s heart was in chaos. She didn‘t ask Justin to transfer the money again.
In Philadelphia, Brandon was physically and mentally exhausted. He sat by the window, enjoying a
moment of peace with his eyes closed. Then he heard someone calling his name. From the sweet
tone, he knew it was Flora, who brought with her many necessities.
Flora put down the stuff she carried. Seeing that Mandel was not in the room, she asked, “Where is
Mandel?”
Brandon did not answer her, nor did he open his eyes. He raised his arm, about to smoke. But the next
second, someone snatched the cigarette from him.
Brandon opened his eyes, looking at the bright world outside the window, not making a sound.
“Brandon, I talked with my mother, and she gave me some money. Take it for now. You need it.” Flora
grabbed Brandon‘s hand and stuffed a card in his palm.
Brandon turned around. His gaze slowly fell on the card in his palm. His lips curled into a mocking
smile. How had he fallen to the point of relying on women‘s support?
Flora understood what he had in mind. Thus, she immediately changed the topic. “Brandon, your
mother‘s health is the most important. If that money isn‘t enough, I will...”
Before Flora could finish, Brandon interrupted. “Thanks, Flora. But don‘t come here again.”
The Landis family wouldn‘t stand Flora, such a noble lady, getting too close to a loser.
Flora was flustered. She grabbed Brandon‘s hand even tighter. “Do you dislike me?”
Brandon got rid of her smooth hands and said self–mockingly, “Look at me. Do you think I have the
right to dislike anyone?”
Flora felt terrible and indignant seeing Brandon treat himself like shit. “Savanna, that slut! It‘s all her
fault. If it weren‘t for her, you wouldn‘t have been suppressed in Philadelphia.”
Thinking that Brandon could not even find a decent job, Flora wished that Savanna would die.
“Don‘t blame her,” Brandon whispered.
“Why not? If it weren‘t for her, the Cassel Group wouldn‘t have gone bankrupt.”
Flora could never understand why Brandon was so protective of Savanna. What was so good about
Savanna? She thought that Brandon should love Winnie.
Brandon‘s protection of Savanna proved that his love for Winnie was gone.
Men were fickle. Brandon was no exception. Realizing this, Flora felt extremely uncomfortable.
“It had passed” Brandon looked indifferent, as if he had already seen through everything
“Just don‘t mention it again,” Brandon whispered. Then he got up to walk past Flora.
That afternoon, Giselle was hospitalized because of the relapse of her brain tumor. Brandon could not
afford the medical fees. He took Mandel back to New York.
Ben went to the airport to pick them up.
Ben was extremely happy to see Brandon. He personally sent Brandon and Mandel to the hotel and
booked a room for them. Ben asked why Brandon was back.
Brandon hesitated for a few seconds and then said to him, “Ben, do you have some extra money?”
Ben readily took out his savings as if he had already guessed why Brandon came back. “Brandon,
there are dozens of thousands of dollars on my card. It is just some pocket money given by my family.
Take it.”
The disappointment in Brandon‘s eyes was so obvious.
Ben suddenly realized that things were more serious than he had thought. “Does your mother‘s illness
require a lot of money?”
Brandon had no intention of hiding it from Ben. “It‘ll cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, I suppose.”
Hundreds of thousands of dollars were a piece of cake for Brandon in the past. But now...
Ben felt sorry for Brandon. He scratched his hair, feeling a little embarrassed. “Well, I think I can ask
my mom for some more.”
Ben was a famous playboy in New York. He had no occupation. He spent a lot of money, which was all
from his family. The Anderson family knew his personality very well and had therefore set a budget for
his monthly expenses.
Brandon was silent.
Ben didn‘t speak more either.
Ben lied. He said that he would borrow some from his friend and then left.
In the afternoon, Ben called and said that his friend was willing to borrow money, but Brandon must go
there personally.
These days, Brandon had been rejected in Philadelphia. He knew that his future days would be difficult.
So, he had prepared himself for hardship.
To pay for Giselle‘s medical expenses, he was willing to do anything, throwing his dignity away.
Brandon went to the address Ben mentioned. When he arrived, he found it was the Rose Villas, which
used to belong to him.
The Rose Villas had been renovated.
The courtyard was full of gardenias. The walls were covered with green creepers.
Is this place bought by someone? he wondered.
Brandon stood under the wall, looking at the familiar environment. The old days that he stayed with
Savanna flashed into his mind.
Savanna‘s charming face. Savanna‘s sad tears. Savanna‘s soft moans...
Brandon closed his eyes. Savanna‘s every frown and smile was all in his memory.
It was as if they had been branded in his memory.
His memory of Savanna was still so clear.
But things had changed, and so had people.
Brandon felt a dull pain in his heart.
He wanted to look more at the courtyard to search for their past.
Brandon entered the living room.
In the living room, the furnishings remained the same. By the sofa, a servant was bending over, doing
the cleaning.
The servant was shocked to see a big, strange man show up in the living room. She asked, “Who are
you? And who are you looking for?”
Brandon parted his lips. He wanted to say something, but what could he say? This was no longer his
home.
“Sorry.”
When he was about to leave, a man‘s voice came from upstairs. “Lizeth, Savanna is vomiting very
badly. Bring the towel up.”
Brandon recognized the owner of the voice. Hearing him say, ‘Savanna is vomiting very badly‘,
Brandon almost fell.
“One second.” Lizeth put down the cleaning work, took the towel, and immediately ran upstairs.
Are Savanna and Leo living together now?Thinking of this possibility, Brandon felt his heart break into
pieces.
He stood under the eaves, his face as pale as paper, and so were his lips. He clenched his fingers
tightly to his palms, leaving deep marks on them.
Not long later, someone appeared in the living room. It was Leo. He walked out of the villa but he did
not see Brandon.
Leo left in his car.
Brandon withdrew his gaze and went upstairs with great struggles.
Along the way, he did not see Lizeth, so he went straight into the master bedroom.
On the bed that he was familiar with, he saw Savanna, who had a few strands of hair covering her rosy
cheeks. She was in sexy pajamas. Her long eyelashes covered her eyes, making her look melancholy.
Under the sunshine from the window, Brandon could
clearly see the red marks on her fair neck.
He knew where the red marks came from. Brandon‘s red eyes were about to explode thinking of this.
Leo...
Brandon pinched his palm to prevent himself from rushing up and shaking Savanna awake to question
her.
Who am I to question?
Even if she has thousands of men, what right do I have to question her?
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