Chapter 407 Brady's Kissing Skills are Impressive
"Thanks." Brady looked at her gentle face, feeling a weird softness in his heart.
Violet almost never took the lead in being this nice to him.
Getting hurt this time? Totally worth it.
At least Violet was coming to him instead of him always making the first move.
"I'll put the clothes by the cabinet," Violet said, heading over to place them.
Arthur checked his watch and said, "Got some stuff to do, so I'll leave you two. Take your time."
After giving Brady a knowing look, Arthur bounced.
With Arthur gone, it was just the two of them in the big, quiet room.
They exchanged an awkward glance—one half-sitting, the other standing—especially with Brady's intense, almost oppressive stare. Violet's heart started racing.
She quickly looked away and said, "Want some water? I'll get you a glass."
"Come here," Brady said.
He wasn't really thirsty; honestly, all he wanted was to kiss her.
Brady was plotting how to do that.
But when she walked over, he didn't kiss her right away. Instead, he said, "I've already looked into those rumors at the JK fashion show about you not supporting your dad."
"Was it the DeVere family?" Violet's eyes widened. Brady worked fast.
She thought it would take days to figure out.
"It was Lilian and Oliver," Brady answered.
Those two had cooked up this plan to trash Violet.
'How dumb! They even hired a hacker. Don't they know hackers work for cash?'
"Those two?" Violet was stunned.
She didn't expect Oliver to get involved.
Was he still salty about the broken engagement and teaming up with Lilian to mess with her?
Violet's eyes darkened as she thought about it. Brady reached out and held her soft hand, saying, "They hired a hacker to set this up to defame you. But don't worry, with me here, these lies will vanish soon."
Brady's warm hand had a solid strength.
Violet's heart skipped a beat as she looked at him and said, "How are you gonna help me?"
"Kiss me first," Brady said with a grin.
Violet looked at his ridiculously handsome face, her cheeks turning pink. This time, she didn't resist and leaned in to kiss him.
As she started to pull away, Brady grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back, kissing her hard. The kiss was intense and dominating, like he wanted to devour her.
Violet's face turned even redder, her heart racing. Brady's kissing skills were no joke; every time he kissed her, she broke out in a sweat and her heart pounded.
"Brady. You're still hurt. Stop it," Violet said softly, her tongue numb from his sucking.
"Okay." The man reluctantly let go of her rosy lips.
He smiled and picked up where they left off. "Soon, I'll call your dad about this. I doubt he'd ignore my call, right?"
Violet blushed and looked at him. "And then? What's the plan? You're not gonna make the DeVere family clear things up in person like Fanny did, are you?"
"Yep, exactly." Nothing cleared things up better than facing the media directly.
It would also clear Violet's name.
"But my dad might not go for it." Violet knew Gerry well; he was too proud.
No way he'd come out and clarify.
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