Chapter 877 Meet Derek Again_____
J stared at the pizza and swallowed.
"No, thank you," she replied, quickly suppressing her desire and regaining herposure. "Are you
going to Barnes for a fashion show?" she asked.
Were there any uing shows, though? J was a designer, so why didn''t she know?
Derek put the pizza back into the box and took out some tissues to wipe his fingers. "My home is in
Barnes," he exined. "I''m going to stay at home and develop my career. I''ll probably cooperate
with W Marks Studio soon. I told my manager to negotiate with the studio, and the cooperation
project is being finalized."
Handing J his business card, he added, "I admire Draco very much. My manager also agrees
that the garment I wore at Iridescent Show worked well on me. I hope I can cooperate with W Marks
again in the future."
Looking at Derek''s business card, J hesitated. She raised her hand towards it slightly but in the
end didn''t take it.
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Derek remained calm. He stood up and walked over to J, offering her the card again. "Don''t get
me wrong," he said. "I want you to give this to Draco for me. After I return to Barnes, I''ll be dealing
with my family''s affairs first. I might not be able to visit W Marks anytime soon."
Derek spoke in a businesslike manner. It would have been inappropriate for J to refuse his
card. She ran her tongue over her dry lips. Just as she was about to take Derek''s business card, it
was plucked away by someone else.
J looked up and saw Brandon.
He stood in the aisle between J and Derek''s seats, carefully scrutinizing Derek''s business card.
Atst, he threw it back onto Derek''s pizza box.
"If you want to cooperate with Draco Wesley," he said to Derek coldly, "you should pay a visit to W
Marks in person. It''s insincere if you ask someone else to pass your card along. Plus, don''t bother
my wife."
Derek pursed his lips and stood up straight. He looked at Brandon with an unfriendly expression.
Brandon, who was half a head taller than Derek, put his hands in his pockets and looked down at
Derek churlishly.
The two men eyeballed one another, and the atmosphere grew tense.
Afraid they might fight, J reached out her hand and pulled Brandon back into his seat. "The
ne is about tond," she urged. "Don''t just stand there."
Derek returned to his seat and, for the moment, their battle was adjourned.
The stewardess'' voice soon came over the loudspeaker; the ne had arrived at Barnes'' airspace.
Watching the clouds billowing past the window, J suddenly heard the manining. "You
went to a show and brought back an admirer."
She turned to look in the direction of theint. Brandon was casually reading a magazine, as
though nothing had happened. He didn''t even look like he''d just been speaking.
J was amused. In the past, when Charis had pestered Brandon, J had been jealous, too.
Brandon hadn''t known about that, though.
"I didn''t expect you to be like this," J said yfully. She turned her head to look at Brandon, her
eyes smiling.
Brandon frowned. He didn''t say anything more, but began flipping the pages of the magazine more
aggressively.
Just as the ne was about tond, it jolted suddenly, several times.
The smile on J''s face disappeared, and her chest tightened. She instinctively held Brandon''s
hand.
At first, Brandon didn''t respond. Then, when he saw that J was scared, he immediately held her
hand and said, "Don''t worry. It''s normal for the ne to toss up and down a bit when itnds."
J nodded silently, still covering her chest. Gradually, she managed to calm down.
Brandon and J held each other''s hand tightly until the ne came to a stop.
"Let go of me already," said J, flustered. "I''m going to take my backpack." Blushing, she tried to
get rid of him.
Brandon still held her hand. Graciously, he took the backpack from J, and they exited the ne
together affectionately.
Derek walked behind them, his eyes hidden behind sunsses, watching their intertwined hands.