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    Brandon''s tone was quite polite, but it sounded like an order from a superior to me, but I knew he wasn''t calling me for work-rted matters.


    Just yesterday he had questioned me about the flowers that a young guy sent, and now he had personally witnessed something again. Was he going At that moment, I realized that having a boyfriend was like looking for trouble


    for myself. If I hadn''t been involved with Brandon, I could have just brushed off Yerrick''s pursuit without any furtherplications.


    But now, I had to deal with Brandon too. No man was truly magnanimous after all.


    With all my


    all my colleagues watching, there was nothing I could say. I had no choice but to follow Brandon


    into his office.


    His o


    His office wasn''t far from mine. It was decorated simply but filled with various equipment. Besides the standard desk, chair, andputer, there were


    As I was looking around, I heard the door close behind me. My chest tightened slightly, and I turned to greet him formally.


    "Mr. Howell."


    Earlier, before entering his office, I noticed the que on the door-Chief Engineer. That title certainly matched his hefty sry.


    Brandon looked at me and asked, "Did you have breakfast?"


    His gaze was intense, and every time I made eye contact with him, my heart would race uncontrobly After what happenedst night, I felt even more conscious facing him directly.


    I wandered over to his equipment, examining it as I replied, "I did.”


    "Didn''t I tell you to rest today? Why did youe to work?" Brandon''s question made me freeze.


    I looked at him and said, “Mr. Howell, you''re overstepping your boundaries."


    His jaw tightened slightly, but I pressed my lips together and continued, We''re together now, but that doesn''t mean you can interfere in my life, especially my work, even if you''re doing it for my own good." He opened his mouth to say something but then closed it. "I understand. It won''t happen again."


    His attitude was good. So, I didn''t want to push further. I nced around his office and remarked, "You''ve got quite the impressive setup here."


    He didn''t respond. Since it was


    working hours, I didn''t want to say anything else. I gave him a slight smile and said, "Well, I''ll let you get back to work. I''ll go back to my office.


    "M?e, Brandon called out to me.


    "Mr. Howell," I replied, matching his tone. "At thepany, let''s interact as colleagues. Also... I don''t want others to know about our rtionship."


    Brandon frowned, so I quickly


    exined, "Don''t take it the wrong way. I don''t want people to know


    because don''t want them to get


    or affect our work. It''s not that you''re or affect


    someone I''m ashamed of, nor do I


    have any intentions toward other


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    I was very clear, addressing any potential misunderstandings he might have had.


    "Alright!" He agreed without hesitation.


    "Okay then. I''ll leave you to it," I said as I turned to leave.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    However, Brandon stopped me again, "What did you call me earlier?"


    Huh? I paused before recalling the teasing tone I used when Yerrick was being escorted out.


    “Uh, that..... I was just joking." I exined.


    "Do you think I''m old too?" Brandon asked, catching me off guard again,


    I didn''t mean that at all! I had only jokingly called him an old man, but he took it the wrong way. It seemed like even tough guyscked a sense of hum


    I shook my head and smiled slightly. "No, you''re not old. Not at all.”


    "Tell me the truth!" Brandon demanded in a stern tone, noticing my smile.