Chapter 790 A Bad Feeling


    Brandon sighed and stroked J''s back. "I''m fine," he said in a gentle tone.


    He was about to pull J into an embrace when he realized that there were other people around.


    Elizabeth, for one, didn''t know where to avert her gaze. She hurriedly stared at her shoes, the tips


    of her ears slowly turning red.


    Brandon seldom came to the studio to pick up J. Of course, she had always known that the


    couple were deeply in love, but she never had to bear witness to their disys of affection until now.


    Anyone who saw them would definitely feel just how devoted they were to each other.


    Embarrassed, J pushed Brandon away and smoothed her hair. "Elizabeth," she said after


    clearing her throat. "Shall we go back to the kitchen and continue preparing dinner?"


    "Oh, why don''t you go and have dinner with Mr. Larson instead?" Elizabeth replied, clearly amused.


    "He hase all the way to pick you up, after all."


    "But we already bought the ingredients." J cast a sideways nce of reproach at Brandon.


    She didn''t want to leave a bad first impression on Elizabeth''s aunt.


    "Don''t worry about it and just go. You two are practically made of sugar. If my aunt sees you acting


    all sweet, she might end up pressuring me into getting a boyfriend." Elizabeth snickered behind her


    hand.


    Brandon remained cool and silent, while J felt quite sorry for the way things turned out. She had


    no choice but to relent. "In that case, we''ll be taking our leave now."


    "I''m perfectly safe here," Elizabeth said as she walked them to the door. "Don''t worry about me. The


    workers aren''t done moving things, anyway. The whole ce is just a mess. Once I finished


    cleaning up, I''ll definitely invite you two back for a small home warming party."


    "Well, if you run into any problems, don''t hesitate to call me. We haven''t found Jorge yet, so we


    should be careful at all times."


    "Do you realize you''ve be as much of a nag as my aunt?" Elizabeth teased, though she did


    feel warm from J''s words.


    They exchanged goodbyes, and J and Brandon made to leave.


    They walked past the workers, who were still busy shuffling things around.


    Jorge was lifting a cab when he identally met Brandon''s eyes again. Fear immediately


    gripped him.


    He hurriedly raised the cab higher to hide his face.


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    Noticing that Brandon was peering at one of the workers, J followed the direction of his gaze


    and asked, "What are you looking at?"


    All she could see was a towering cab.


    Brandon shook his head and looked away. "It''s nothing. Let''s go."


    But the small exchange bothered J, and the more she thought about it, the more baffled she


    became.


    She couldn''t help but crane her neck to take a few more nces at the man behind the cab.


    Upon closer inspection, she realized that this man looked a little different from the rest of the


    workers.


    Firstly, his clothes looked clean and new, unlike the others'', which were worn out and stained here


    and there. Secondly, she caught a glimpse of the man''s hands.


    They were smooth and well-manicured, with nary a scar or a scratch. He didn''t look at all like a man


    who made a living from menialbor.


    J and Brandon continued making their way out. Even so, neither could shake off the feeling that


    something was not right.


    When J couldn''t take it anymore, she raised her head to look at Brandon, only to find that he


    was already looking at her. It seemed like he wanted to say something, too.


    She knew there and then that something bad was about to happen.


    A chill raced down her spine. J looked back to the third floor and blurted out, "That man just


    now! He is..."