Chapter <b>652 </b>


    <b>“</b><b>Is </b>it because I arranged our blind date at the racetrack?” Zayn asked.


    Vrie smiled, but her eyes carried a hint of coldness. “Since you’re aware of that, why ask? I have something to attend to, so I won’t interrupt your race. Goodbye,”


    With that, she stood up and walked out.


    Just as she reached the door, Zayn’s voice called out from behind her, “Ms. Weir, I admit I haven’t thought this through today. Would you give me a chance to make it up to you with dinner?”


    Vrie halted her steps but didn’t turn around. “No, thank you. I seem to recall that you’re good friends with Mr. Sumner, right?”


    Zayn smiled, about to respond when the door to the private room swung open again.


    Brandon spotted the two of them and froze for a moment, his brows furrowing.


    What was Vrie doing there?


    He nced at Zayn<b>, </b>his eyes questioning.


    “Brandon, you know Ms. Weir, so I don’t need to introduce you, right?” Zayn said.


    “Aren’t you the one who invited me to watch the race? Why is she here?” Brandon questioned.


    Zayn replied, “Ms. Weir is my blind date. I thought since we wereing to watch the match, I’d invite her along.”


    Brandon clenched his jaw, suppressing the urge to curse, and coldly replied, “Fine. Since you’re on a date, I won’t interrupt. Good job, Zayn!”


    He had considered Zayn a friend, but now it felt like he was trying to steal his girl.


    Vrie had already clearly rejected Brandon, and he no longer held any hopes for her. Despite that, Zayn’s


    actions felt like a betrayal.


    After saying that, Brandon turned and stormed out in anger.


    Vrie bit her lip, subconsciously gripping her bag tighter.


    The moment Brandon appeared, she felt an inexplicable wave of panic and guilt.


    Clearly, they had no rtionship. Even if she married someone else today, it had nothing to do with him.


    It must be an illusion, likely because of the kiss they had sharedst night, which left her feeling unsettled today.


    Taking a deep breath, Vrie quickly walked out of the private room.


    Zayn watched her retreating figure, a cryptic smile flickering in his eyes.


    As Vrie entered the lobby, she spotted Brandon standing a short distance away, clearly waiting for her.


    She hesitated for a moment before slowly approaching him. “Mr. Sumner, you’re-”


    “Vrie, are you in such a hurry to get married? Are you afraid I’ll pester you?” Brandon questioned.


    Meeting Brandon’s intense gaze, Vrie paused before replying coolly, “No, it has nothing to do with you.‘


    Brandon nodded with a scoff before turning to leave, forgetting that he had been waiting to ask her whether she had headed to the barst night.


    In the following days, Phoebe arranged an average of two blind dates daily for Vrie.


    She showed no signs of stopping until Vrie found someone suitable, making Vrie question whether she was some kind <b>of </b>unwanted merchandise.


    Phoebe couldn’t help but sigh. “Even Brandon, the CEO of the Sumner Group, is starting to go on blind dates. He’s six years younger than you. Are you really not worried at all?!”


    Vrie was taken aback, not expecting Brandon to start blind dating.


    She lowered her gaze, her expression impassive. “What others do with their dating lives has nothing to do with me.”


    “Actually… he’s not bad. If he weren’t six years younger, I could’ve gotten someone to introduce him,” Phoebe remarked.


    Vrie stayed silent. While her mother continued to ramble, she lost interest and stood up to head upstairs.


    “This child…” Phoebe muttered just as Jonathan walked in through the door.


    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.