Chapter 76


    If Brandon had said that right in front of the Bourne family''s house, Violette wouldn''t have gotten in his


    car.


    "Mr. Fleming, I know you guys wanna please him..." Violette said.


    "Is that what you call pleasing him? Haven''t you ever bought a gift for your friend?" Brandon corrected


    her with augh. "He always sends us gifts on our birthdays."


    "Oh... so he doesn''t allow you guys to send gifts, so you just don''t? That means you don''t see him as a


    friend, but as a boss," Violette said. "You better not drag me into this. Haven''t you ever heard that


    epting someone''s favor makes you susceptible to their control? If I ept the gift you guys send


    him, it''s like I''m epting his gift, and if he pisses me offter, I''ll be too embarrassed to yell at him."


    Brandon was stunned.


    Is this how she usually interacts with him?


    Brandon began to wonder if his boss had a masochistic streak.


    "Think of something else! I''m leaving," Violette said, ready to go.


    Brandon immediately grabbed her arm.


    "Ms. Dennis, this year''s birthday holds immense significance for Elijah," Brandon delivered his lines


    with calcted precision, his acting wlessly executed. Violette grew silent, captivated by his words.


    "After his birthdayst year, he was involved in a severe car ident that left him in a vegetative state.


    The doctors had predicted that he wouldn''t survive for long... We never expected him to wake up, but


    he defied the odds. It is truly a blessing that he regained consciousness, allowing him to celebrate this


    year''s birthday..."


    Violette''s heart softened instantly.


    How painful it would be if she had been in a car ident and be a vegetable!


    Brandon just wanted to give Elijah a birthday and send him a gift to cheer him up. What''s wrong with


    that?


    "Ms. Dennis, don''t worry, we won''t send you anything too expensive. Just feel at ease and ept it,"


    Brandon added.


    Violette pointed to the jewelry counter: "Everything here is too expensive. Let''s go somewhere else."


    So, she agreed to ept the gift!


    "Ms. Dennis, do you need to buy a facial cleanser? I see you''ve put on foundation; do you need new


    foundation? You''ll need to remove your makeup after using foundation, so buy a bottle of makeup


    remover," Brandon enthusiastically suggested.


    "Ms. Dennis, your wrists are so thin, a bracelet would look great on you! Let''s buy a bracelet; they''re


    reasonably priced!"


    "Ms. Dennis, what do you think of the bags in this store? Let''s buy a ssic one; the style is timeless,


    has arge capacity, and can hold a lot of stuff! It''s both good-looking and practical!"


    "Ms. Dennis... your shoe soles are worn out badly; let''s buy new shoes! I know a store where the ts


    arefortable and won''t hurt your feet; I''ll take you there!"


    Violette had a whole new understanding of Brandon.


    He seemed to have endless energy,


    And he seemed to know everything, e


    ven which sanitary napkin is good to use, which brand of underwear is morefortable, he can easily


    tell you.


    He''s like women''s favorite guy.


    If he wasn''t Elijah''s CFO, she might lower her guard against him.


    After shopping all morning, Violette was exhausted.


    Seeing a restaurant, she immediately went in and sat down, unwilling to continue shopping.


    "Ms. Dennis, order whatever you like," Brandon said, handing her the menu with both hands.


    Violette felt tired and not very hungry.


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    "Mr. Fleming, if there''s ever something like this again, don''te to me. I''m only helping you this


    once."


    They bought about 20 to 30 gifts in the morning,


    And she was anxious and uneasy.


    If she had known, she wouldn''t have agreed so easily.


    epting someone''s favor makes it harder to refuse them.


    Now, when she thinks of Elijah, she doesn''t hate him as much.


    Annoyed.


    She doesn''t even know how to face him anymore.


    Brandon took a sip of water, maintaining aposed demeanor as he continued, "Alright, Ms. Dennis.


    I genuinely appreciate your assistance today! By the way, have you responded to Derek''s message


    yet?"


    "No," Violette said, "He emailed mest night, saying he optimized the n and asked me to take a


    look. I haven''t seen it yet."


    "This Derek is really doing everything he can to work with you!" Brandon reminded her. "The more


    proactive he is, the more careful you should be."