Chapter 103 There were often many beautiful female stars knocking on his apartment door
As soon as Violet stepped out, she went to knock on Emily's door. Luckily, Emily lived right across from her. Emily had been waiting for her, so as soon as Violet knocked, Emily opened the door immediately. After Violet came in, she urged Emily to quickly take her home, as she was afraid she would be too late to feed the baby. After all, her milk supply was fierce. Fortunately, she wasn't discovered by Brady just now. Otherwise, he would start suspecting again.
Emily originally wanted to ask what happened, but seeing how urgent Violet seemed, she decided to send her back to her apartment first.
The two of them got into the elevator one after the other. When they reached the underground parking lot, Emily drove while Violet sat in the passenger seat. Only after Emily's car left the upscale apartment building where Brady lived did Violet finally breathe a sigh of relief, seeing the morning sun outside. Emily adjusted the steering wheel as she asked, "What's wrong with you? Why did you come to my place so early and make me give you a ride?"
Violet relaxed her voice and said, "Well, Emily... I'll be honest with you... I was at Brady's place yesterday."
As soon as Violet finished speaking, Emily was surprised and blurted out, "How did you end up at his place?"
Rubbing her temples, Violet sighed and said, "It's a long story. I messed up a design project at our company. I went to see Loraine Plahn, but she refused to see me. I thought I would wait for her...
"Who knew it would rain and then I passed out. Brady took me back," Violet said.
"That's what happened," Emily understood, "How did he know you passed out?"
"I don't care, he's not the type of person I can cling to, and I don't want to get close to him," Violet sighed, "Otherwise, he'll eventually find out about Henry and Nicole."
"I'll keep my distance from him," Violet nodded.
Emily nodded, "If you ever need my help, just ask."
"Alright, I won't hesitate," Violet smiled at her.
Only in front of her best friend could she fully relax.
"Don't mention it," Emily really wanted to help her. When Violet starts her own design company, she'll definitely recruit Violet as her chief designer. "By the way, with men like Brady, we should definitely keep our distance. You don't know that I live around here, and there are often a lot of beautiful female stars and models knocking on his apartment door."
She had encountered more than one, after all.
"I know," Violet thought, didn't she meet a supermodel this morning?
So, how could a man like Brady lack female attention?
There was always a queue of women waiting for him.
She didn't dwell on it. Right now, she was thinking about how to approach Loraine Plahn again to secure her order.
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Brady's apartment.
Brady came out of the closet in a suit, and Violet had left early, leaving only Leana sitting there.
Brady looked at her and asked, "Why are you here?"
"I came to see you without any notice today." Leana grew up with them, including Arthur, so she was naturally familiar and not a messy girl from a wild background.
She, too, was an elite socialite.
"Mhmm." Brady made a sound, as if he didn't want to talk much to her. He glanced around, and Violet was indeed gone, so he asked the maid, "Has she left?"
The maid nodded, "Miss De Vere has left."
"I even specially boiled donkey-hide gelatin for her."
Brady said, "You boiled it, she'll come pick it up eventually."
Leana, who was nearby, heard this, and a sour and jealous feeling welled up inside her. "Brady, is that girl your girlfriend?"
Brady didn't want to answer such a boring question. "You can go back; I'm not having breakfast here."
The message of dismissal was obvious.
Leana's face immediately turned ugly.
After more than 20 years, he was still like this. He didn't care if the woman had grown up with him, if he didn't like her, she had no use.
He would still coldly drive her away.
But she didn't dare to insist on staying. She knew Brady's temper.
If she annoyed him, he would never see her again.
Leana could only obediently get up, place the breakfast on the coffee table, and leave first.
However, she would have to investigate that Miss De Vere.
Where is that wild woman from?
How can she make Brady care so much?
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