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    “I left it open for you. I thought you mighte looking for me if you were anxious, Brandon


    exined casually


    I blurted, “So, you wrapped yourself with only a towel on purpose?”


    Brandon’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “No. I heard my phone ring, so I came out to answer it. It was


    purely a coincidence…”


    Was it really? At least she didn’t lose anything because he had a hot body.


    Brandon didn’t say a word on our journey to Gildon estate. I thought he was nervous. “Once we


    arrive, you just need to greet them. I’ll handle any questions thate our way.”


    “Okay,” he replied.


    “If Chris is also there, and he says mean things or makes things difficult for you, don’t hold back,” I


    instructed.


    Brandon said again, “Okay.”


    “Oh right, we need to get our story straight. Let’s say we met in Amaty, and you, well… like me and


    followed me here.” I was too shy to finish my sentence.


    Brandon said, “I probably won’t mess that up.


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    “Huh?” I didn’t really understand what he meant, but then I had a realization quickly enough.


    I didn’t know what to say so I just kept quiet, and so did he.


    The quiet added to the awkwardness, which made me drive nervously. Suddenly, the idiot in the car


    in/ front of us mmed on the brakes, and I almost hit it.


    Brandon reacted like lightning. His hand shot out and he grabbed the steering wheel, and then he


    turned it. The car turned 45 degrees and skidded, avoiding an ident.


    I was still in shock even after the car screeched to a halt. His reflexes were unreal. He seemed


    almost superhuman.


    “Focus on driving. It’s fine if the car is damaged, but what if you get hurt?” Brandon said in concern.


    He straightened the car out once the vehicle in front of us continued moving.


    My three years of driving experience suddenly felt like child’s ypared to his skills.


    I only recovered from the shock after I drove for some time. I couldn’t help but ask, “Your–driving


    skills are out of this world. Were you a driver in the army?”


    “No,” he replied.


    I nced at him. “Then what kind of soldier were you?”


    “Special forces.”


    I didn’t have much knowledge about the military, but had seen them on television. I supposed


    special forces were elite soldiers who were always in the front line. They looked really cool.


    Brandon was really cool! There was a certain toughness about him. He had a steely resolve rarely


    seen in men nowadays.


    “Then why did you leave the military? Why not join the SWAT team?” I was very interested in getting


    to know him today.


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    Brandon didn’t answer–me at once. I suddenly recalled Kara’s words. Could it be connected to his


    father’s


    ident?


    It didn’t seem right to ask him directly, so I took a more indirect approach. “Brandon, you’ve never


    talked about your parents or siblings. Would you mind telling me a bit about them? So that I know


    what to say if the Gildons ask…”


    “My parents are gone,” he interrupted before I could finish.


    “My father died in a car ident while driving his boss. He died with his boss, and his boss‘ wife,”


    Brandon continued. His gaze met mine.


    I felt my


    heart clench because my parents had died in a car ident too. Hearing this made me sad.


    “My mother passed away a few yearster. She was unable to cope with the depression that


    followed his death,” Brandon said. His voice was barely a whisper.


    He must be in a lot of pain. I regretted having brought up the topic. “I’m so sorry,” I murmured. “But I


    suspect that my father’s ident wasn’t an ident at all,” Brandon added.