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    After sending that message, I added another, “Sent by a young and attractive man.”


    I watched the message go through and waited for Brandon’s reply. The seconds turned into


    minutes, but there was still no response.


    “Hmm?”


    “What’s going on?”


    “Is he angry?”


    “Ignoring me?”


    My fingers hovered over the keyboard, ready to send him a follow–up message. But after typing a


    line, I reconsidered and deleted it.


    If he got upset over someone sending me flowers, then he wasn’t any different from Chris. Back in


    school, I was often pursued. Even at work, some people tried pursuing me despite not


    understanding my rtionship with Chris.


    Every time, Chris would get angry. He wasn’t only scolding the person but also ming me for


    attracting attention.


    To avoid upsetting him, I often sacrificed my feelings. I even deliberately distanced myself from any


    male friends who might cause misunderstandings. I didn’t want to feel that way again.


    So, I tossed my phone aside and focused on work. About ten minutester, my phone rang. It was a


    call from Brandon. I frowned and answered.


    “What’s up?”


    “Why didn’t you respond to my messages?” Brandon’s voice was a bit muffled, clearly tinged with


    frustration.


    I was taken aback and opened my WhatsApp. I saw several messages from him.


    “I’m not feeling well, but I know it’s not your fault.


    “It’s fine if others send flowers, but you’re not allowed to like them.


    “And don’t say things like that. It makes me uneasy.


    His messages were filled with a sense of grievance. It left me at a loss for words.


    “Why aren’t you saying anything?” Brandon asked again


    My mouth moved slightly as I said, “I don’t know what to say.”


    “I’m not angry, just… a little jealous,” Brandon admitted honestly.


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    I couldn’t help butugh. “Jealous? What do you look like when you’re jealous, Mr. Howell? Send


    me a photo.”


    “What did you have for lunch? Brandon changed the subject.


    I wondered if he was trying to have lunch with me or if he wanted to send me a loving lunch. I had to


    decline, so I told him about my lunch ns with Bree.


    “I wanted to have lunch with you,” Brandon revealed his thoughts.


    I smiled. “Brandon, you’re so clingy. Aren’t you busy?”


    After asking him that, I remembered he was nning to leave that day, so he probably didn’t have


    much work to do.


    “Brandon, you mentioned leaving. Are you going back to work?” I asked the question I had asked


    earlier.


    “No. I’m taking care of other matters. I’ll be backter settling in Hilcord with you.” Brandon’s


    response surprised me.


    But I knew hispany headquarters wasn’t here, and there were no subsidiaries either.


    “What about your job?” I couldn’t help but ask.


    Brandon didn’t answer, which reminded me of what Xander had said. “Brandon, would you like to


    work at Hueton Corporation? We’re hiring, and we need someone with your talents.”


    “You want me to work with you?” Brandon asked in return.


    I was momentarily stunned, a bit embarrassed by his misunderstanding. “Not working together. Just


    in the samepany. I’m in the marketing department, not in the same department.”


    “That means we could see each other anytime.” Brandon’s words left me momentarily speechless.


    “Alright!” In the next moment, Brandon agreed.


    Yet, I couldn’t help feeling a bit of regret. When I first joined Gildon Corporation as Chris’s assistant,


    my goal was to be close to him and make our rtionship easier. But reality hit hard. Instead of


    fostering romance, it only made Chris grow tired of me.


    “Get back to work, and I’ll see youter,” Brandon said before hanging up, leaving me in a daze.


    Trouble often came from careless words, and it was true. But it was toote to regret now. I hoped


    Brandon would find a better opportunity and maybe change his mind. Perhaps I could convince him


    later tonight.


    I pped my forehead, punishing myself for getting into trouble.


    At 11:00 a.m., I left the office and headed to the Elegant Restaurant Bree had mentioned. The waiter


    recognized me and led me to a private room.


    “Please!” The waiter opened the door for me.


    I stepped inside and was surprised to find not just Bree, but also Chris and Jewel.