She followed him in, and Brandon slammed the door with a loud bang. Two seconds later, he opened the door again and roared at the stunned employees outside, "Don't you need to work? If you're so free, why not work overtime tonight?!"
The employees were speechless.
Nobody dared to look anymore. They lowered their heads and got to work, or at least pretended to work.
Bang!
The office door was slammed shut again. The people outside shrank their necks. The president was in a bad mood, so they had better not step on his foot.
Brandon was indeed in a bad mood. His image was gone, getting dragged around like a dog. Furthermore, it was his sister, so he couldn't scold or hit her. He was extremely upset.
Since things had gotten to that point, there was no point hiding anymore. Brandon told Brittany in plain words, "Yes, I went to meet with Alexander."
He lit a cigarette and was straightforward in saying, "Though I did not see him, only his… fiancee."
He had considered his words and decided on using the official term.
Brittany balled her hands into tight fists. She had to restrain herself as she said, "Are you referring to that seductress?!"
She spoke through gritted teeth. Brandon did not doubt that if Ms. Christian was standing there at that moment, Brittany would tear her to pieces.
"Don't say that. They’re in love," he subconsciously defended Lily. Lily carried herself well and looked elegant. To call her a seductress wasn't fair.
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