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!"

mind their distance.Noticing her cough,

her lips and said shyly, "I'm sorry.I got too excited.Mr.Brendan, please excuse my

was still in her world, thinking about the fashion sketches she had

point, Brendan was burning with rage at her indifference.His rage came and

Tara, and she became

was hopeless, while the one she was not fond of kept intruding.She had to

making up her mind, Madeline pulled up her sleeves

from a heatstroke.Come here! Go

"No, Mrs.Griffith.I—"

no need to

not let Tara speak and

keep this safe for you.Don't

"No, I—"

into the pool by Madeline with a splash.Soon, Tara resurfaced and shrieked with her arms flapping around, "Help

"Huh?"

Madeline had a

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

did not

the commotion and only Brendan

no choice but to take off his shirt and jump into

look 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 you saved

"Shut up."

Madeline pushed him aside.

giving out bad ideas.I'll do it’ With that, she kneeled and placed a fist against Tara's chest and used the other hand to pump her fist, punching it again and again.Once, twice...Tara's body kept shaking with

many tries, Tara finally coughed out water as she regained

let out a long breath and wiped away the

too weak.You should

saying that, she helped Tara

change of clothes.You're shocked and cold.You should

disturb Yuri and Brendan

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

to look at Yuri, but she avoided his gaze.His pride

turned around and walked in a different

in one of the private booths, the lights were shining, and

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

moment, a man from the club walked in with a phone

"Still not picking up."