Chapter 1140 A Message From A Stranger


    "It''s a message from an unknown number." A frown formed on J''s face. Her initial n was to


    block the number.


    But soon, she received another message from this stranger.


    "I''m sorry. You may have forgotten who I am. I met you in the cafe this Wednesday morning. Do you


    remember me? I told you my name, Clyde Lambert."


    The person''s name rang a bell.


    It turned out to be Clyde.


    Now that she knew who it was, J replied, "Where did you get my phone number?"


    She did talk to Clyde that day because she had mistaken him for someone else.


    Clyde quickly sent her a message to exin, "You left in a hurry that day, leaving your design drafts


    with the name of your studio on it. I searched your studio''s official website and contacted the help


    desk to get your number."


    The situation ended up being much moreplicated than she had anticipated. Luckily, Clyde was


    thoughtful. If it were someone else, he probably would have just thrown her drafts away.


    "Thank you. I''ll give you the address, so you can send the drafts. You don''t have to deliver them in


    person." While typing on the keyboard, J heard Brandon''s voice. "Who is it?"


    She looked up and met his dark eyes. Brandon ced his hand on her shoulder and continued, "So


    many messages already."


    "The person who picked up my design drafts at the


    cafest time. He wants to return them," J replied calmly.


    At this time, Clyde sent her a message again. He sincerely expressed his desire to see her again


    and return the drafts in person.


    Coincidentally, Brandon saw the message. He raised an eyebrow and put more pressure on J''s


    shoulder as he sneered.


    J cautiously nced at him and met his icy gaze. "Is there anything wrong? This is a normal


    conversation."


    Noticing the anxiety in her eyes, Brandon asked with a smile, "Why are you so nervous? I haven''t


    said anything yet. But I do think something is wrong with this person texting you."


    Brandon snatched the phone from J.


    "Why did you take my phone away?" J leaped to her feet and reflexively reached for the phone.


    Brandon''s eyes narrowed slightly as he clicked the screen and dialed the number.


    At this moment, Clyde was leaning against the seat, fiddling with a box of cigarettes with his slender


    fingers. He took out a cigarette from the box and lit it. His piercing eyes fixed on the phone on the


    table, waiting for it to buzz.


    Suddenly, his phone rang, causing him to cough violently.


    He cleared his throat and answered the phone, "Hello. J?"


    Clyde was expecting J''s soft, soothing voice, but instead, he heard a cold and deep male voice


    from the other line. "J cannot meet you right now because of her schedule. Please have the


    documents delivered to the studio instead."


    "What are you doing? It''s not the time to be jealous." In a hurry, J sprang to her feet and tried to


    snatch the phone away from Brandon''s hand.


    But he raised his hand higher so she couldn''t reach


    it. J, in a rush, stumbled and nearly fell because she had stepped on Brandon''s leather shoe.


    With a smile, Brandon held J''s waist and ced the phone in her ear.


    Before taking over the phone, J red at Brandon first and then smiled to make her voice


    sound livelier. "I''m sorry. I wasn''t the one who called you."


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    "I can tell," Clyde said in a meaningful tone. After a moment of silence, he continued, "It seems that


    the person who called is a man."


    Pinching Brandon''s arm, J exined with a smile, "He''sjustmy assistant. Please don''tmind


    him."