Chapter 1123 Meeting Mr. L


    "Do you want me to stay?" Brandon''s lips curled into ascivious grin. He moved closer to J


    and whispered in her ear, "Don''t be mad, okay?"


    "I just told you it was dangerous to jump over the balcony, yet you''re about to do it again. Don''t you


    listen to me at all?" J punched him. "Leave through the front door."


    Brandon stroked her hair. He chuckled and said, "My dear wife." He pinched her angry cheek and


    kissed her lips.


    "Don''t push it!" J''s face glowed with fury.


    She raised her hand to hit Brandon again, but he avoided the blow. His long legs carried him down


    the stairs. She listened to his footsteps as he left.


    J wept into her hands. "Fine, just live next door. We won''t meet since we have very different


    working hours."


    She calmed down and was about to leave the room, when she saw Brandon leaning against the


    railing. He gazed at her, grinning. "Don''t worry, new neighbor. We''ll have plenty of opportunities to


    meet again."


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    Smiling, he turned and strode out.


    ******


    The next morning, when J opened her curtains, she saw his luxury car drive away.


    Brandon had left for work. She breathed a sigh of relief, packed documents in her bag and headed


    to work.


    The moment J arrived at the W Marks Studio, her phone rang.


    "Miss White, are you free today? I would like to discuss some details of the project with you." Mr. L''s


    voice sounded hoarse.


    "I''m free right now. Can you send me the address?" J stood up in excitement.


    "Meet me at 10:30 in Corrin''s Cafe. There will be a bunch of tulips on the table so you can easily


    find me."


    Mr. L then hung up the phone before J could ask for more details.


    She checked the clock. "It''s ten o''clock already? I must hurry. I can''t bete!"


    As J passed Elizabeth, she asked, "Elizabeth, do you have a lot of work this morning? Would


    you like toe with me to meet this Mr. L?"


    "I cane along, but I won''t sit with you. If he sees you need support, he could doubt your


    professional ability." Elizabeth packed up her stuff. Mr. L was a strange man. It was a good idea to


    go with J.


    His requirement for anonymity was odd. And why Mr. L? Elizabeth smiled as an idea lit up in her


    mind. She wanted to know whether her guess was correct. With a sigh of relief, J said, "He said


    he would put flowers on the table so I can easily recognize him. This meeting is so strange. If you


    keep an eye on him for me, you can call the police if anything happens." J hailed a taxi.


    When they arrived at the cafe, Elizabeth saw a tall and straight man sitting by the window. He raised


    his wrist to check the time as if he was waiting for someone.


    "There he is. Do you see the bunch of tulips on the table?" Elizabeth nudged J''s shoulder.


    "I should make a phone call first." J called Mr. L. The man sitting by the window picked up his


    phone and answered it.


    "It seems that you are right. Here I go." J met Mr. L with a document in her hand.


    Elizabeth found another nearby table by the window and sat down to observe.