Seeing Damon’s confident demeanor, clearly having a n in mind, Brandon finally felt a sense of relief.
“Okay, I get it. But rk and Uncle Cyrus have gone too far. They’ll do anything to get their hands on the Sumner Group,” he grumbled.
Damon remained indifferent,menting, “It’s not surprising. People will risk everything for money. If they don’t bring me down, they’ll never get the Sumner Group.”
Even though Damon was right, Brandon still believed that Cyrus and rk were far too ruthless. If rk hadn’t cheated back then, he wouldn’t have been kicked out of the Sumner Group. Meanwhile, Brandon wouldn’t have had the chance to be thepany’s CEO.
If one wanted something, one should work for it. Trying to take the easy way out would only lead to self- destruction.
After wrapping up their conversation, Brandon lingered for a little while longer before leaving.
Later, after putting Mason to bed, N came downstairs to get some water.
Seeing only Damon sitting on the sofa, she looked a little surprised but greeted him before heading to the kitchen. Damon’s eyes subconsciously followed her slender figure. She wore a light blue dress today, with a white ribbon tied around her waist. It perfectly entuated her slim silhouette.
As she moved, the hem of her dress swayed like a blooming flower, making it hard for him to look away.
It wasn’t until N came out of the kitchen with a bottle of water that Damon quickly averted his gaze, pretending nothing had happened.
N didn’t notice his odd behavior and went back upstairs with the water.
Only after her footsteps faded on the second floor did Damon let out a sigh of relief. He couldn’t understand why he had been so drawn to Ntely.
Taking a deep breath to calm his restless thoughts, Damon got up and returned to his study to continue working.
After Brandon left the vi, he called Vrie on his way back.
Vrie had just finished her bath and was applying a face mask.
When she saw Brandon’s name on her phone, she frowned, reluctant to answer.
Ever since they discussed a business coboration five years ago, Brandon had imed to have fallen for Vrie at first sight. He had been pursuing her relentlessly ever since much to her annoyance.
To be fair, Brandon was quite attractive–tall, over six feet with handsome features. He was the kind of <b>guy </b><b>who </b>turned heads on the street.
However, Vrie had no interest in dating someone younger. Brandon was six <b>years </b>her junior. While he <b>still </b>had time to y around, she <b>was </b>in her 30s and didn’t want to waste time on a rtionship with no <b>future </b>
It wasn’t until Brandon’s call came through for the third <b>time </b>that Vrie finally picked <b>up</b><b>. </b>
“Mr. Sumner<b>, </b><b>it’s </b>already veryte. <b>If </b>this is a work matter please contact me after <b>8:00 </b><b>am </b><b>tomorrow</b>. If <b>it’s </b><b>personal</b>, I don’t think we have anything to discuss-”
<b>Before </b><b>Vrie </b>could finish<b>, </b>Brandon interrupted <b>her</b>, “Vne<b>, </b>guess who <b>I </b><b>saw </b><b>at </b>Uncle <b>Damon’s </b><b>ce </b><b>today</b>?
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At the mention of Damon, Vrie’s expression darkened.
The memory of N’s ident five years ago resurfaced<b>, </b>and she felt her eyes welling up as she tried to suppress
her anger.
“I don’t know, and I’m not interested. Don’t mention that man to me again!” she snapped.
If it hadn’t been for Damon and rk, N wouldn’t have…
“I saw N. She didn’t die, but she changed her name. She goes by N Kinsey now,” Brandon said.
As his words hung in the air, the other end of the line wentpletely silent. Brandon would have thought Vrie had hung up if it weren’t for the sound of rapid breathing.
After what felt like an eternity, Vrie’s hoarse voice finally came through. “Brandon, do you think this is some kind of joke?”
She had spent thest five years trying to ept N’s death, and now Brandon was reopening that wound, forcing her to feel that despair all over again.
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Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.