Chapter 1156 Draco Has Changed
When Mandy received Draco''s phone call, she was still in Brenna''s house.
"Well, Draco, you''ve finally decided to call me." Only a few days had passed since the rumor had
been released, and Mandy really hadn''t expected Draco to call her so soon. She twirled her hair
around her fingers, her eyes bright with shyness. "Did you call because you wanted to cooperate
with me again?"
She was hoping for a more upbeat response but Draco''s voice was indifferent. "Yes." In fact, had
Mandy been in the same room as Draco, she could have noticed the anger in his eyes. However,
over the phone call, she seemed to miss the signs.
Mandy pursed her lips, trying to hold back herughter. Her guess was that Draco wanted to
apologize to her and she knew she would enjoy his apology; Draco was an arrogant man who never
apologized to others.
And if he was apologizing, that meant he still cared about her, right?
The idea of it made Mandy feel slightly giddy with joy. She decided to give Draco an out. "Tonight,
Mrs. Olson''s holding a party. All the celebrities in Barnes are invited. Will you go with me? I happen
to need a dancing partner. And we can continue our conversation then."
She waited for his response, biting her lip in anticipation.
"Okay, let''s talk then," Draco agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Mandy jumped up from the sofa. She covered her face and squealed
with excitement.
Draco had never been so obedient to her! In the past, Draco had never epted her invitations of
going out to the movies or watching shows together. He always made some excuse about being too
busy. Tonight''s banquet would be their first date.
In the W Marks Studio, Draco also hung up the phone. He was in quite a gloomy mood.
He looked at the designs on his table, but his eyes were distant and unfocused.
Mandy was holding his career over his head. Draco could never forgive such behavior. This would
be the first and only time he would bow his head.
After getting home from work, J entered her house happily. As expected, Brandon was already
home, reading the newspaper on the sofa.
"Did you see the designs I sent you?" J leaned over expectantly, waiting to be praised.
Brandon raised his head from the newspaper and folded it. He had quite a serious expression on
his face. Sounding indifferent, he said "Very good. Where are the tailored clothes?"
J rolled her eyes and said, "I''ve sent the clothes to Hannah. This is for her after all. We have to
see if it fits her first. As for you, just look at the photos of the clothes."
Brandon raised his brows to look into J''s eyes, smiled, and then pulled J''s wrist.
Unprepared, J fell into his arms.
"Is that how you talk to your client?" Brandon pinched J''s chin. The two were so close that they
could hear each other breathing.
His other hand found his way to her waist. He rubbed her back gently and said, "Say something."
After a pause, J''s heart tightened. She continued, taking on a pretend air of indifference, "I
should have sent the clothes to Hannah to try them on."
Brandon withdrew his fingers andughed. He
wrapped his arms around her and pulled her onto hisp. "You''ve never designed clothes for me."
Thinking of the high-end customized clothes in Brandon''s wardrobe, J answered, "I don''t think
my design matches your identity. I know your
clothes are all exclusive and customized."
Brandon didn''t say anything, but his eyes were fixed on her. An imperceptible sense of inferiority
shed through J''s eyes.
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Brandon started rubbing her clenched fingers in his own hands. He couldn''t help but sigh slightly,
"Your fingers are red."
He looked up to meet her gaze. "When you have time, help me design a man''s suit. For me, your
designs are priceless. They''re even better than those famous brands."
A car''s honk came from outside the door, interrupting their conversation.
Soon, Sean poked his head in and said, "Mr. Larson, tonight''s banquet will start at 7 o''clock. We
should leave now."