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!"

trying to hint at them to mind their distance.Noticing her

and said shyly, "I'm sorry.I got

her world, thinking about the fashion

Brendan was burning with rage at her indifference.His rage came and went, but there was nothing he could

and Tara, and

preferred was hopeless, while the one she was

her sleeves and

you're suffering from a heatstroke.Come here! Go down

"No, Mrs.Griffith.I—"

need to

speak and

safe for you.Don't worry, go enjoy the

"No, I—"

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

"Huh?"

had a

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

was right—their vibes did not

far away from the commotion and only Brendan was

Tara was going to drown, he had no choice but to

took a bite off his skewer and said,

"Shut up."

Madeline pushed him aside.

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

finally coughed

a long breath and wiped away the sweat

too weak.You should exercise

she helped Tara to

clothes.You're

no one can disturb Yuri

wink, hinting at

look at Yuri, but

he turned around and

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

up on the sofa, drinking from the beer

a moment, a man from the club walked in with a phone in his hands.He shook his

"Still not picking up."

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