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Winnie dropped the conversation because Brian’s opinion made no difference to her at all.

"I'm giving you trouble again. You always know I am drunk. I thought I was at Daenerys’ house, and that Oscar would take care of me, and I could drink recklessly, but I still ended up in your hands.

It seemed that she was not suitable for drinking at all. After drinking too much, Brian would be around her, just like now lying awake on a bed.

"Isn’t it good you fall in my hands?"

Asked Brian, who had the opposite idea with Winnie.

Although he felt worried and distressed when Winnie drank too much, he enjoyed being with her.

"Not good. I'll feel indebted to you for making you trouble. And we are together..."

Winnie wanted to say it would make her addicted, she would be reluctant to let go, would made her get lost. But she couldn't say that.

If she said so, she would be laughed at by him. Why put herself into the abyss of pain?

"What's wrong we are together?"

Brian continued to ask.

"Nothing. I have a headache."

Winnie changed the topic, headache was the best excuse. She could say nothing and do nothing, she just needed to lie there.

The conversation was cut off, but her heart on Brian could not be cut off.

Winnie closed her eyes and asked herself why Brian attracted her and why she loved him so deeply. Others said that she was with Brian for money, but only she knew her love for Brian had many reasons, but not for money.

The two of them lay silent on the bed for a while. Though Winnie forced her eyes closed, Brian could tell from her breathing that she was not asleep.

"Winwin, why didn't you tell me the brake failure?"

Brian asked.

"How do you know?"

Winnie opened her eyes in surprise, looking at Brian’s serious but cold face.

"I was worried so I called the 4S shop. They said the brake failure is artificial."

With a simple excuse, Brian cleared Daenerys.

He did not want to expose Daenerys, because Daenerys was the only one Winnie trusted, the only one she could tell the truth to.

tell her feeling to

It was the brake failure and it

It was normal for him to be concerned because his daughter was in

check. Who do you think could

to ask to see if Winnie's suspicions were consistent

don't know. It could be someone who hates me. There are so many people

it was Klara, she felt likely. But no matter it was Klara or Wendy,

women, she was the one who liked to lie,

not that many people hate you. I think Richard is more likely

He spoke

be him. Since you have already let Albert check, please

didn't he think carefully before

Group go bankruptcy. Richard should seek Brian even if he wanted revenge. How could he deal with her,

next day

a delicate necklace from the drawer. This necklace was customized by Brian in MG exclusively. There was

a birthday gift for Winnie. He planned to give it to

got up and walked to the window. The necklace was still quietly

gift, Brian thought of last

the same bed with

remembering, and then the sound of opening the door interrupted

look at the door. As he was to be angry that the

his pants pocket when he saw Wendy, but

wrong and saw

not to see it and put things on the

without knocking because I had things

lunches. I made them myself. I thought it is the right time for you

morning. She could not tell whether

going to ask my secretary to get me lunch, and you came just in time. I'll wash

his desk and bent down to put the necklace in the drawer. This angle was

and went to the

She couldn't see what he was doing at his desk, but when he went to wash his hands, she could clearly see that the silvery

struggled in heart. She was curious about it, but with the last lesson, she did not

table and Brian came out of

they were about to sit down to have dinner, the secretary knocked

cleaning the conference room suddenly fainted. She is at the door of the conference room, do you want to go and have a

was the rest time, and there were few people on the 30th floor. Albert was not there, she was scared, so

He knew that this secretary would not easily disturb him if

was not worried about the cleaner outside, nor whether the lunch

for a moment, and

opening, she saw silvery thing lay quietly in

delicate necklace with a pendant. The pendant was ordinary, two rings wrapped together, but the craftsmanship and