Sasha moved away from the weirdo in front of her. “Brandon, have you lost your mind? Aren’t you supposed to join the rest of your family? They’re in the hall, okay?”

“What does that have to do with me? Am I supposed to be bothered by their whereabouts?”

“What do you mean? Aren’t you here to help them?”

“No. They got themselves involved in such a nasty situation. What happens to them has nothing to do with me. I’m here for you!”

Brandon tried to force his way through the narrow slit of the window right after he beamed his reply.

The window started winding up again before Sasha could respond to his flirting remarks.

Brandon was startled. Then he started growling in pain. “Sebastian, let go of me, you jerk! I will get you if my handsome face is ruined because of you! If I don’t get to stay in the showbiz, you have to compensate me for my loss!”

After hearing him shriek in pain for a few seconds, Sebastian, who had a wrathful look, finally showed Brando some mercy and wound down the window.

The latter stepped back quickly as he cupped his swollen cheeks and moaned.

The Bentley eventually left. Sasha, who was seated behind, dared not make a sound after she witnessed the shocking scene.

He’s such a horrifying man! Brandon is his cousin. Why has he gotten worked up over his cousin for no apparent reason?

When she turned around, she could still see Brandon pointing and yelling at them.

for Brandon. He had taken great care of her

was going to bring her children upstairs for a shower

from the car, Sebastian took

and

does he seem to be frustrated? He has been quiet throughout the entire ride home! What’s wrong with him?

about it and

How was the show?” Wendy asked the moment

“Everything went well. I guess it’s fine to make them their favorite dishes to celebrate the

delighted. She headed into the kitchen to prepare the children’s favorite

she heard a little boy’s voice yelling from

sure if it was Ian or Matteo because she could

reached the staircase and yelled in return, “What’s wrong? Who

who was on the second floor in his father’s bathroom, yelled, “It’s Matt, Mommy! Can you please get us our underwears? Daddy can’t seem to

Does he really consider himself our sons’ father when

upstairs, into Matteo’s room to bring her sons

know there was another person in the room. He was standing in front

“Y-You…”

yelled at her, “What are you doing

the indifferent man raised his volume without holding

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