Chapter 1069 Vivian Didn''t Take The Bait


    When dinner ended, many were already a little drunk.


    "Mr. Larson, we will take our leave now," one of the male colleagues said gleefully as he stood up


    and prepared to leave. The other male colleagues also stood up and took turns to say goodbye to


    Brandon before leaving with their faces flushed.


    "Be careful on your way home," Sean called out to the people who exited the restaurant. After


    checking that all his colleagues had left, he looked at Brandon and J and informed, "Mr. Larson,


    everyone has left. Should I go and get the car as well?"


    Brandon nodded and nced at J, who was lying beside him with her face flushed. He


    caressed J''s hot cheek and said gently, "Honey, it''s time to go home."


    J mumbled incoherently and continued to lie on the table, unconscious.


    Brandon sighed helplessly as he picked up her bag and supported her with his arms around her


    waist. J was in a daze as she leaned against Brandon, and they walked out of the restaurant to


    wait for Sean.


    A few days ago, a series of heavy downpours had rained over Barnes, and now the wind was a little


    cold.


    The wind made J shiver, stirring her awake. However, she was still drunk and was easily


    irritable. She shouted angrily with a slur, "I haven''t drunk enough yet! Let''s go back. I want to drink


    more!"


    "We can drink at home. It''ste now," Brandon coaxed her as he held her waist tightly.


    He pulled J closer and shielded her from the cold with his coat.


    "Give me two more bottles..." J mumbled as she wrapped her arms around his waist. She then


    licked her lips and sank deeper into Brandon''s arms.


    "After we get back, okay?" Brandon whispered helplessly as he smiled and reached out his hands,


    pinching her pink cheeks.


    J was still in a daze as she raised her head to look at Brandon. Her vision was blurry, and she


    felt as if Brandon''s chiseled features were gradually erging in front of her. Brandon lowered his


    head and kissed her lower lip. He opened her mouth with his tongue and kissed her hard.


    Brandon''s kisses were very passionate. J felt herself getting excited. She tightened her grip on


    his shirt and began to respond to him.


    Just then, a strong beam of light shone on them.


    Brandon frowned and squinted his eyes for a better look. When he recognized the figure in the car,


    he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sean!"


    Sean was startled. He poked his head out of the car and said sheepishly. "Mr. Larson, I... I got the


    car!"


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    Brandon was irritated by Sean''s insensitivity and reminded him sternly, "Don''t forget that half a


    year''s bonus has already been deducted from your pay! If you believe that''s not enough, I can even


    deduct next year''s bonus in advance."


    "Mr. Larson! Please don''t do that," Sean cried exasperatedly. His voice trembled a little while he


    exined incoherently, "We still have other ns, don''t we? I was so anxious about them that I


    didn''t realize I interrupted you."


    Fortunately, J staggered over and tugged Brandon''s arm, reminding him, "Honey, don''t forget


    that I have a n too."


    Brandon calmed down and helped J into the car. After everyone buckled their seatbelts, Sean


    finally drove the couple back home.


    Watching the car disappear at a distance, a woman hiding around a corner finally stuck her head


    out. She wore a mask and a ck baseball cap. Only her eyes could be seen. After ensuring the


    coast was clear, she sneaked into the hotel.


    When the receptionist saw the suspicious-looking woman, she called out apprehensively, "Miss,


    how can I help you?"


    The woman was startled and disguised her voice, "I''m looking for a friend. She used to be a


    waitress in your hotel, but not long ago, she fell down the stairs and hurt herself. I went to the


    hospital to visit her today, but the doctor said that she had been discharged. Did shee back to


    work?"


    The receptionist was initially confused. However, when she heard the woman mention the waitress


    who fell down the stairs by ident, she immediately understood and replied, "You mean Polly,


    right? She hasn''te back to work yet. I heard that her mother brought her home to take care of


    her. She is seriously injured and can''te back to work for a long time."


    "Well, that''s a pity," the woman sighed as she shook her head disappointedly before leaving in a


    hurry.


    The receptionist nodded and shrugged. She secretly took a photo of the woman as she left and sent


    it to J.


    Meanwhile, Sean didn''t drive far. He took a detour and stopped at a corner near the hotel.


    J was leaning against the car window and was gradually bing sober. She looked anxious


    as she held her phone tightly in her hands.


    Suddenly, her phone vibrated.


    There was a message.


    "Honey! It''s here!" J cried joyfully with a tinge


    of surprise in her voice. She nervously opened the message, and her face instantly fell.


    The person in the photo was not Vivian but another strange woman she couldn''t recognize.


    J became confused. Although the woman in the photo was wearing a disguise and her face


    couldn''t be seen clearly, she was short and plump. She looked very different from Vivian, who was


    tall and slender.


    "It''s not Vivian. Did she find out about my n? Why didn''t she take the bait?" J sighed and


    said dejectedly.


    She told the receptionist to take a photo of anyone who came and asked about the waitress in the


    ident and send it to her. However, the result wasn''t what she hoped for, and her n failed


    miserably.