Chapter 1031 The Dish Is Burnt
The sun''s warm rays dappled the table, making the dishes on the table to look more appealing.
At first, Brandon had no appetite, but when he saw that J had earnestly arranged the dishes for
him, he couldn''t help but smile and say, "You don''t have to do all the work yourself. I''ll hire a maid to
help out at home from now on. You just focus on your own work."
Brandon picked up a piece of broli and popped it into his mouth. The fresh taste of the vegetable
exploded on his tongue.
However, Brandon noticed that the dishes tasted different than they usually did.
"Are you trying to take away myst hobby?" J asked a big on her face, "What do you think? Is
my cooking better than before?"
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Upon hearing this, Brandon''s eyes twinkled and he chuckled. "You were always a great cook. Want
to try some?"
"I already ate lunch," J replied, standing by the bed and watching Brandon quietly. Seeing that
he had calmed down significantly, she asked cautiously, "Brandon, what was wrong with you just
now?"
It was true that Brandon had a short fuse, but he was usually level-headed especially in critical
moments. His impulsiveness just now, when he wanted to torture Kathie and Ameer without
hesitation, waspletely out of character.
Brandon was quiet for a moment.
He lowered his head, ate a few bites of food, and drank some water. Then he said, "I was really
impulsive right now. I know that it''s unlikely that Kathie did this to you. She doesn''t have the ability.
And Ameer wants to work with us. He wouldn''t dare to go against the Larson Group. But the thought
of them offending you before makes me so angry."
J chuckled. "Let''s not talk about it now. Just focus on resting in the hospital these days. I''ll take
care of the rest." She gently patted Brandon''s broad back, as if tofort him. "You know better
than anyone that I''ve grown a lot in the past two years." Smiling, Brandon teased, "Yes, you''ve
grown a lot. But I''m not so sure about your cooking though. This dish is burnt."
A hint of guilt shed across J''s face. "Really? I was in a rush to get here earlier and..."
"Really?" Brandon put down his fork and wiped his mouth with a tissue. His eyes seemed to see
right through her.
"Well, you''ve got me. I bought them from a restaurant," J admitted, blushing. She had been in a
hurry to check the video on the repaired dashcam beforeing to the hospital, and she hadn''t had
time to cook, so she had to go to a restaurant to buy some food. She hadn''t expected Brandon to
figure it out so easily.
"I''ve been eating your cooking for years. I may have lost my memory, but not my taste buds,"
Brandon said with a shake of his head and a helpless smile.
"I have something important to discuss with you," J said, quickly changing the subject and filling
Brandon in on all the new information she had gathered. "I sent the clue to Sean on my way here.
He''s investigating the casino."
After a long silence, Brandon sneered, "Why haven''t I heard about this from Sean?"
"You were so worked up earlier that he probably didn''t dare to say anything since he thought you''d
take it out on him." J started to clean the table after Brandon finish eating.
When she was about to take the trash out, she gently reminded Brandon once more, "I''ll handle it.
You just stay here and focus on getting better."
It was her responsibility to look out for Brandon now.
A grin spread across Brandon''s face as he scooped up a mountain of paperwork and said, "I know.
You''re free to act however you choose. That''s OK with me, and I won''t interfere."
J replied with a gratified grin, "Great!"
Her smile faded as soon as she closed the door behind her.
Distracted, she walked to the trash bin to throw away the trash.
After some consideration, J decided to phone Frank and inquire about what happened.
"Are you aware, Frank, that Brandon''s memory is progressively regaining ground?" Frank, J
reasoned, must have been aware of it. Frank and Brandon must have been keeping something from
her, and it had to be about it.