Love Has its Will by Selena Lewis

Chapter 87

Brandon asked, “But how? Pull out her hair or abort her child?”

Giselle shivered with shock. Suddenly, she gritted her teeth and asked, “Did she tell you that?”

Brandon smiled bitterly. “Mom, she didn’t tell me, but I have eyes. It’s better to deal with Winnie by myself. I don’t want you to get involved.”

Giselle wanted to say something, but Brandon no longer patd attention to her. Instead, he directly pushed open the door and entered.

Giselle looked at the closed door. She was so angry that the corners of her mouth twitched, and her body trembled.

Inside the room, Savanna held Mandel’s small hand and kissed it. Her gaze had been fixed on Mandel’s rosy cheeks. It was unknown if she had heard the door open or if she knew that Brandon had come in. Brandon looked at Savanna’s lonely back and took a deep breath. He put his hands in his pockets and walked towards her.

Seeing that Savanna ignored him, Brandon picked the chair opposite her and sat down. He wanted to smoke to ease his depressed mood. When his fingers touched the cigarette box, he glanced at his son on the bed and retracted his hand.

It was silent and depressing. No one spoke. Only Mandel’s even breathing could be heard.

“Let me take Mandel away.”

Savanna’s soft voice contained a determination to win.

Savanna wasn’t negotiating but telling Brandon her decision.

Brandon was silent. When he got up and went to the balcony, the corner of the chair touched the ground and made a loud noise. Mandel, who was on the bed, trembled slightly.

After a while, Brandon came in from the balcony. His body was full of the smell of cigarettes. Savanna stood up and opened the window. The smell gradually drifted away.

Savanna did not even look at Brandon. Brandon felt her indifference, and he became more and more agitated. Brandon had just smoked a cigarette. So, his voice was hoarse as he said slowly, “Savanna, Winnie is pitiful. She … has nothing now…”

Brandon hadn’t finished speaking when Savanna interrupted him.

“Winnie has nothing, Is it my fault?”

with much

so you should Brandon explained, “Of course not, but Winnie is your cousin. You grew up together, so you should have feelings

did not look up, her gaze fixing on Mandel’s face. “What

mother won’t let Winnie go. If we don’t help her, she

said pierced through Savanna’s heart like a

smile. “Don’t get me involved. It’s your business if you want to help Winnie. Today, I’ll make myself clear. Even if Winnie dies, she

voice, “Let Winnie stay in the Rose Villas for a while. After the critical period, I

Brandon had given in. He

not wait to stay away from these

to see Winnie or

you want. I

smile on Brandon’s lips gradually froze, and a trace of

can’t take

then let’s

so hard and

and passed by her. He slammed the door shut. Due to the

bent

in one hand and Mandel in the other. Just as she was about to walk out of the hall of the mansion, Jim stepped

take the luggage

and Jim could not

respectfully, “Ms. Thompson, give

to take the luggage in Savanna’s

did not move. She did not let go, and Jim could not snatch the luggage bag from her

Thompson, Mr. Casselasked

Mr. Cassel said that he would go

going back to the Rose Villas but the Thompson’s home. If you want

Mandel down and ran out of the room. Savanna heard the hurried footsteps and turned back. She met Giselle’s panicked eyes. Savanna did not speak and just looked at Giselle coldly. Giselle compromised. After all, the Cassel family was in the wrong, and what Winnie did had been exposed. Giselle knew that Savanna had thousands

house.