Suddenly, my gaze fell on a man not far away.
The man was wearing a black suit, and his expression was cold. He was sitting at the bar and drinking alone.
I recognized him. He was Vaughn's immediate superior, Brandon Sutton.
Vaughn once took me to a company dinner. I remembered Brandon because he made a speech during the dinner. I wondered what brought him to the bar.
Did successful people in the upper class society spend their time at bars too?
A thought suddenly flashed through my mind,"Vaughn, since you are so cruel to me, don't blame me for taking revenge!"
Holding my liquor glass, I rose and staggered forward. When I was almost in front of Brandon, I suddenly stumbled and fell onto him.
He was very young and looked to be in his thirties.
The collar of his white shirt was slightly open, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled to expose his tan forearms. His nose bridge were tall, he had sexy lips, and his eyes were profound and lively. However, he looked extremely cold.
He was a handsome and cold man.
Brandon looked at me coldly, his face full of disgust. He then immediately pushed me away.
"Accompany me for a night."
I looked at Brandon's handsome face drunkenly and said flatly.
"What?"
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