Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 742

 Yuri thought it was impolite to continue declining, so she accepted the chicken wing and took a small bite.

"How is it? Delicious, right?" Tara asked excitedly, as if she was the one who made it.

"Yeah, it's nice," Yuri replied politely.

Brendan's face darkened even more at her words.He was sure that she hated him, not the food.

"Brendan is really good with his hands.Since he's great at making clothes, cooking isn't a huge problem for him," Madeline proudly boasted.

"Speaking of which—"

Tara continued the conversation.

"—I've always been a fan of Mr.Brendan's designs.I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking, though.Whoever marries you would have such a happy life."

"Oh, right!"

She paused and turned around to grab Brendan's jacket.

"My birthday's coming up, Mr.Brendan.Can I make a reservation with you to make a gown for me?"

Madeline rolled her eyes at Tara's question, thinking that no one was interested when Tara's birthday was.

"Brendan's atelier is packed.I'm afraid he won't have time for new jobs,"

Madeline piped in.

"Oh no, what a shame.I've always dreamed of wearing a gown designed by Mr.Brendan for my birthday banquet.Seems like it won't be happening."

Tara sighed dejectedly and lowered her head.

Meanwhile, Yuri was like an outsider throughout the whole conversation.She was calculating the calories on each bite of the chicken wing as she thought about how much she would need to exercise to burn it off later.

However, Brendan's eyes were on her all the time.He saw no reaction from her, and his fists tightened in his pockets.

Out of spitc, he agreed to Tara's request.

"I can do that for you if you require it, Miss Lambert."

"Really?! Tara lifted her head at his words.

She jumped up excitedly and hugged him.

God! That's great, Mr.Brendan. Thank you

"Ahem Ahem!"

coughing, trying to hint at them to mind their distance.Noticing her cough, Tara let Brendan

shyly, "I'm sorry.I got

world, thinking about the fashion sketches she had

was burning with rage at her indifference.His rage came and went, but

and she

one she was not fond of kept intruding.She had to do something

up her sleeves and dragged

suffering from a heatstroke.Come here! Go down and cool off

"No, Mrs.Griffith.I—"

no need

and took away the phone

for you.Don't worry,

"No, I—"

to finish her sentence, and she was pushed into the pool by Madeline with a splash.Soon, Tara resurfaced and shrieked with her arms

"Huh?"

Madeline had

to swim either.If both of us were to fall into the water at the same time,

vibes did not match at

the commotion and only Brendan was

no choice but to take off his shirt and jump

at the unconscious Tara on the floor.He nonchalantly took a bite off his skewer and said, "She probably needs CPR.Brendan, you should finish the job since

"Shut up."

Madeline pushed him aside.

chest and used the other hand

coughed

breath and

too weak.You should

helped Tara to her

Ict's get you a change of clothes.You're shocked and

can disturb Yuri and

away, Madeline gave him a wink, hinting at him to grab

as they left.He then turned around to look at Yuri, but she avoided

and walked

private booths, the lights were shining, and the music was

with her legs propped up on the sofa, drinking from the beer

the club walked in with a phone in

"Still not picking up."