Chapter 39 How could he want to claim her as his own?
But she doesn't know what's going on today. The more Violet wants to get off the car quickly, the more she stumbles.
She's too anxious. When she's determined to get off the car, she trips.
Brady, who is behind her, immediately reaches out to hold her, pulling her forcefully and bringing her into his arms. When he looks down at her, his voice is deep, "Don't you watch where you're going?"
Of course, she was watching where she was going.
Wasn't it because she was afraid of spending too much time with him?
He thought she was willing to sit with him longer...
A car?
She would never agree, no matter how hard you tried to persuade her.
Of course, Violet wouldn't tell him about these complaints. She would only appear polite and respectful, saying, "Mr. Hall, I'm sorry! Thank you for giving me a ride."
"I can get off now."
But Brady suddenly didn't want to let go of her. There was a hint of a milky fragrance coming from this woman.
This milky scent smelled better than any perfume.
Brady was temporarily enchanted by this milky fragrance, forgetting to release the woman from his grip.
He held her like that without saying a word.
Violet felt nervous, not knowing what Brady was planning to do.
Was he thinking she was too frivolous or something?
Violet couldn't figure out his thoughts, so she could only softly remind him, "Mr. Hall, I should get off now."
This reminder came like a bolt from the blue, and Brady instantly snapped back to reality.
He let go of her hand and let Violet get off the car. "You can go now."
With the opportunity, Violet covered her chest and quickly got off the car. "Mr. Hall, good night."
Brady didn't look at her. He closed the car door with a loud thud, and the black Bentley quickly restarted, leaving the area.
Violet watched his car leave the neighborhood.
Immediately, she patted her chest and started calling Max back.
His calls had been coming in continuously.
If she didn't answer, he would definitely keep calling.
Violet swiped to answer the call and began speaking, "Mr. Green, I'm sorry. I was just at Lady Hall's place and didn't reply to you."
On the other end of the phone, hearing Violet's voice, Max felt relieved and said, "I thought something happened to you. I was calling you, but you didn't answer."
"I'm fine."
"Do you need me to come pick you up?" Max asked with concern.
She was already home, so she didn't need him to pick her up. "Ah, no, that's not necessary."
"What's wrong? It's already late, and it'll take you a long time to get back to your apartment from there. It's also inconvenient to catch a taxi. Let me come pick you up."
"Mr. Green, I've already arrived home."
"You've arrived?"
"Yes, I have," Violet quickly replied, "Mr. Green, Hellen is calling for me. See you tomorrow."
After speaking, before Max could say anything, she hung up the phone directly.
She turned around and walked quickly toward Hellen's apartment.
It had been a thrilling day. Fortunately, Brady didn't discover her secret.
Otherwise, it would have been disastrous.
Meanwhile, the man sitting in the Bentley car kept his eyes closed, resting silently in the backseat, collecting his thoughts.
When he was holding that little woman just now, he couldn't bear to let go.
And that milky fragrance on her body...
It made him feel unusually impulsive, a desire that a man has towards a woman.
But he clearly disliked women who schemed like her.
Why did he suddenly want a woman like this?
Brady felt that he might have just acted on impulse, how could he like a woman like this? Or rather... how could he want to possess her? This feeling really wasn't right.
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