"Brendon, I knew you were always the best to me!"
"Alright, enough of acting like kids!" Brendon indulged her tantrum, a faint smile playing on his lips. Shannon gently took hold of Brendon's hand, tilting her chin upward, her doe-like eyes innocent yet alluring, her red lips slightly parted. "Brendon, you promised, you would always spoil me," she said.
"Hmm!" Brendon lowered his head to look at the document and casually responded.
"By the way, Brendon... Last time I saw Ranita getting close to Mr. Webster, does she like him?"
Brendon felt inexplicably unhappy in his heart and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Brendon, I'm not just talking nonsense here! Ranita is divorced and all alone. If she could find a boyfriend to take care of her, then both you and I would feel more at ease!" Shannon looked worried for Ranita, as if she was her own daughter.
"She doesn't like Dylan!" Brendon said in a flat tone as he opened the door and got out of the car. Shannon had to hurry to catch up with him.
This was a very stylish restaurant that had been listed in the Michelin Guide, so both the dishes and service were excellent.
Suddenly, Shannon's eyes lit up as she tugged on Brendon's arm. "Brendon, is that Ranita over there? She's also eating here!"
Brendon fixed his gaze and immediately recognized Ranita.
The woman was laughing, her eyes curved like a bridge and her gaze bright as she spoke with her head lowered. Every now and then, she looked up at the other person. Under the light, her facial features were very clear and vivid, like a blooming white peony - fresh and incredibly alluring.
Brendon's heart gave a hard thump.
"Brendon, who is that man? I feel like I recognize his back..." Shannon didn't mind getting involved and held onto Brendon's arm, saying, "Why don't we go say hello?"
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