“If you’re not satisfied with it, I’ll gift you the building in the eastern suburb!” Brandon said through gritted teeth.
Lily gave it some thought. Although she did not know the significance of that building, nor did she need it, she took it as a bet and played along, nodding as she replied, “Sure!”
Brandon breathed out a sigh of relief after hearing that. He adjusted his seat and asked carefully, “Then… can I have dinner here?”
“Of course! We’re very welcoming to our guests, and it’s only right that we invite you to stay for dinner,” Lily assured him, smiling ever so kindly.
That made Brandon speechless because he seemed to remember that a certain couple had threatened him a while ago. They would have kicked him out of the house if he had not rephrased himself.
‘She isn’t an angel! She’s a devil and a bewitching one at that!’
After ensuring he could stay, Brandon returned to his usual lively self, initiating conversations as they ate. “Oh right, we’ve been talking for so long, but I’m not sure how to address you yet, beautiful.”
Lily glanced at Alexander and smiled. “You can call me Mrs. Russell.”
Since Alexander and Lily were getting married soon, calling her Mrs. Russell seemed appropriate. However, that meant she avoided Brandon’s question indirectly and did not give him her name. He only had one thought in mind now. ‘This woman is a cunning one!’
He did not give up and continued to ask, “No. I mean, I know that you’re Mrs. Russell, but… what’s your name? My name is Brandon Oakley, and I’m happy to meet you! What’s your name, Mrs. Russell?”
Anticipation was written all over his face. Lily looked at him, gently smiling as she said, “Mr. Oakley, don’t you think it’s inappropriate to ask for my name in front of my husband?”
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