Chapter 947 Sell Him Out_


    "What are you two talking about?"


    Brandon''s cold voice interrupted J and Este''s conversation.


    Este looked back and saw that it was Brandon standing behind her. She smiled knowingly and


    said, "I think you know exactly what we were talking about just now, Mr. Larson."


    She took the clean towels from J and pushed J towards Brandon. "I''ll take the towels and


    leave you two to talk privately."


    Then Este left.


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    J looked around distractedly. "We can talkter.


    I want to check on Lydia first." Just as J was about to leave, she felt herself being pulled back


    by Brandon.


    "The doctor''s with her," Brandon said. "She''ll be fine." Brandon raised his hand and rubbed a spot of


    blood off J''s face. Perhaps when Jethro had been waving his knife around, he had sshed


    her.


    Brandon led her into the elevator that took them to the CEO''s office on the top floor.


    Thepany''s medical staff had all gone to help the pregnant woman, so Brandon had to dress


    J''s wound himself.


    "Ouch!" J yelped softly. Frowning, she red at Brandon. "Are you being deliberately vengeful?


    You''re making my neck hurt worse."


    After disinfecting the wound, Brandon found the cream that would alleviate pain, and then raised a


    hand and dabbed J''s neck wound with a cotton swab.


    Once again, J cried out in pain. "Brandon, I know


    I was wrong. Can you please be gentle?


    I told you - it hurts!" Brandon reduced the amount of pressure he was putting on her neck. "This is a


    lesson. If it weren''t for your sympathy, you wouldn''t have gotten hurt."


    J knew it was her fault, so she stayed silent.


    Sometimeter, seeing that Brandon''s temper had cooled, she apologized. "You''re right," she said


    softly, "it was my mercy that set things in motion." She''d been sopassionate today that she''d


    almost made a big mistake.


    Brandon was about to scold her, but when he saw the sadness in her eyes, he realized he''d been


    too harsh and then swallowed his words. "What you did wasn''tpletely wrong. You let the


    pregnant woman in out of kindness. I understand that if the pregnant woman had fainted at the


    door, it would''ve looked bad for the Larson Group. The Jethro episode was not an ident. Garrett


    and Charis left the Larson Group one after the other. I was having a hard time at work and acted


    negligently. It''s not all your fault."


    It was rare for Brandon to talk to her in such a serious manner. J''s heart grew heavy. "You put a


    lot of effort into making up an excuse for my mistake."


    Loweringhereyes, she muttered, "Youwillspoilme..." Brandon ced a finger under J''s chin and


    slowly lifted her jaw. They looked into each other''s eyes, and everything felt right. He leaned in


    closer, and she took the initiative to kiss him. Their lips and tongue intertwined, and the heat from


    their bodies intensified.


    Trembling slightly, J whispered, "We''re in your office."


    "We''re a couple," Brandon replied. "It can be expected." Brandon''s voice was deep andforting.


    His attention shifted to the tie of J''s dress, which he started to undo.


    "My neck is injured..." J began.


    "I''m only going to kiss you," Brandon replied huskily.


    J suddenly remembered something and then held his hand. "There''s one other thing you need


    to forgive me for..."


    "Go on?" Brandon was losing control, pressing J against the sofa to kiss her. He didn''t expect


    her to say anything too big of a deal.


    However, when J finished...


    "How could you sell me out?" Still holding her down on the sofa, Brandon squinted at her. He looked


    as though he wanted to devour her.