Chapter 539 Internal Conflict

Brandon left the hospital and drove to Finn's office at top speed.

The makeup artist and the dresser had been waiting for a long time. The minute Brandon pushed the door open, he was immediately pressed in front of the makeup mirror.

Finn said hastily, “There's not enough time. Hurry up and put on makeup for him. Make his face a little sick. Don't make him look energetic.”

This makeup had been done several times. The makeup artist had already accumulated experience. Soon, an extremely weak makeup was done.

Looking at his pale face in the mirror, Brandon even wanted to cough.

This makeup was very vivid. If Savanna saw him, she might be worried about him.

Finn appreciated the makeup in the mirror and nodded in praise.

“It looked more real than me, a person who has been sick for a long time.”

Brandon went in and changed his clothes. In the eyes of others, he looked sick and bloodless, and he simply became a copy of Finn.

However, after looking at himself in the mirror, he still smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. Although he had been deliberately controlling his diet over the past few days and lost some muscles, he was still far from being as sick as Finn.

This could be considered a flaw. He would definitely be seen through by observant people.

“I know what you are worried about." Finn was smart and got it. "But you look exactly the same as me and have put on makeup.

Except for people who are extremely close to us, no one will be able to see through you."

didn't have time. He adjusted his tie and sat back in the wheelchair. He asked Gerald

seat of Aston Martin, Brandon sat on

possible things that could happen in the bidding conference in

Cassel, we are

his eyes. "From now on,

understood instantly and said, "Mr. Orwell, we are here. You can get off

he spoke, Gerald opened the car door, got out of the car, and took a wheelchair from the trunk. He respectfully pushed the wheelchair to the car door

house. The exterior design of the opera house was

basin. The stage was at the lowest point, surrounded by a circle of seats in order to

dancing stage in the center was flashing with light plates telling about the theme. There were people in more than

people from the Orwell Group had already arrived. Gerald pushed Finn over and saw a pest in the

"Why is Daryl here? Does he

in a low voice, "Mr. Daryl has been particularly active in the company recently. He is

for this kind of bidding

at him proudly. “Finn, you don't have to come since you are not in

spoke, he proudly patted the project proposal in

It was not because he was afraid that Daryl would

the level of the Orwell Group and thus doubt the ability of the entire Orwell Group after they saw

in Daryl's eyes, this frown made him think that

be so nervous. We're family anyway. If my proposal hits the mark, I can hire you to help

laugh. "My suggestion is

the fuck did you say?” Daryl was

Brandon. “Mr. Daryl, this is not the

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