Chapter 22 Doesn’t Brynlee Mind It?

Terrence gritted his teeth and walked towards Alexa.

When Kieran saw Terrence, coldness suddenly appeared in Kieran’s eyes.

“Bye, Mr. Powell.”

Alexa turned back and found that Kieran was standing straight in place.

“Bye.”

Kieran walked away indifferently, with no intention of confronting Terrence at all.

Terrence had a sense of helplessness, feeling so upset.

“Alexa, you have bad taste.”

Terrence appeared next to Alexa and ridiculed her.

“If you can’t find any better man, I can introduce some to you. Do you like this type of person?”

Terrence sneered.

“What do you mean?” Alexa frowned.

Why did Terrence always say something strange?

“I didn’t say anything about Kieran. You don’t have to be so protective of him.”

“There’s nothing going on between me and Mr. Powell. Don’t think too much.”

“You keep mentioning ‘Mr. Powell’. Do you think that is convincing?”

Terrence was so unreasonable that Alexa was a little angry.

“Then what should I call him? Honey?” Alexa retorted.

Just as Alexa finished, Terrence’s face immediately darkened.

Terrence turned and left. Alexa curled her lips and jogged to catch up with him.

Before her hand could touch the car door, the roar of the engine suddenly sounded, and the car

brushed past her.

step forward, the wheels would roll over

few seconds, slie was the only

was left alone.

was a little pitiful.

sniffed and walked slowly to

had gone, and Alexa was sitting alone in the cold seat, silently watching the traffic. There were so

When Alexa went out, she did not bring an

dense rain fell on the wind-blocking glass. He

would he

outside the window drifted in and immediately evaporated into mist. The rainy night

of effort to find Alexa at

to notice

a few times, but it did not work. He then dialed

“Hello?” Alexa sobbed.

the car!” Terrence said

Alexa pondered for a moment. “Okay.”

anymore and obediently got into the car.

seat. She opened the door

doing?” Terrence asked in displeasure.

in the back.” Alexa said with a pale

seat?”

got stuck on the question.

you,” Terrence then replied

rain, and she was not

busy. He doesn’t even have time to send you

against the window,

answered

his bow tie in frustration and opened

the window with the cold wind. Terrence nearly lost control, but his

you not to mess around. If you want

“Yes.”

eyes were tightly closed, and her delicate

Alexa

is that?

“Yes, I’m…”

frown. She suffered a more splitting

stop talking?”

Terrence thought, what?

has guts

“You…”

he realized something. He immediately checked the situation in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

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