Chapter 957 Thessaly in My Office?
In the dead silence, a sudden noise came from the bathroom.
Brandon's face changed immediately.
Was someone in there?
Who could it be?
Paul looked just as confused. "Where'd that noise come from?"
Brandon jumped up!
He was about to check it out when his secretary knocked. "Mr. Walker?"
"Come in!"
The secretary walked in with a tray of snacks, glanced around, and looked puzzled. "Mr. Walker, where's Ms. Winterbourne? Did she leave early?"
"What did you say?" Brandon gritted his teeth. "Thessaly was in my office?"
The secretary nodded. "Yes, Mr. Walker. Ms. Winterbourne got here before you did, so I brought her to your office to wait while I got the snacks ready."
So... the noise in the bathroom was Thessaly!
She'd been there the whole time!
Which meant she heard everything Brandon and Paul talked about!
Paul turned pale. "Mr. Walker..."
What now?
If Thessaly knew the truth and went to Kelvin, they'd be toast!
Kelvin, the Grim Reaper of LA!
Cross him, and you'd never have a peaceful life!
Brandon said nothing, striding quickly toward the bathroom!
In those few steps, Brandon was already plotting.
If Thessaly heard, he needed to either win her over with enough incentives to keep her quiet.
If she refused... Brandon thought, then she'd have to face the consequences.
He had ways to make Thessaly keep her mouth shut!
In the bathroom.
Thessaly looked at the lipstick on the floor.
She'd dropped it, and the noise surely gave her away.
Even if she hadn't dropped it, they'd find her eventually! There was nowhere to hide!
What should she do now?
Thessaly's hands shook, and she felt dizzy, almost unable to stand, her body swaying!
But a sliver of rationality kept her upright, telling her she couldn't fall, she mustn't!
This moment was too critical; there was no room for error!
The more urgent the situation, the more it tested one's nerves!
Thessaly bit her tongue hard, forcing herself to stay alert.
The footsteps grew closer.
Brandon was coming!
He was almost there!
Thessaly's vision went black for a few seconds, seeing nothing.
Yet, in that split second, Thessaly thought of a plan.
Brandon's face was grim, filled with anger and coldness, as he suddenly pushed open the bathroom door!
He looked inside.
There, Thessaly stood in front of the mirror, applying lipstick, with the sink cluttered with various cosmetics.
Thessaly wore Bluetooth earbuds, humming a tune, diligently touching up her makeup.
When the door burst open, she jumped, startled, and looked toward the entrance.
"Mr. Walker?"
Thessaly smiled, removing the earbuds and placing them aside.
Brandon stared at her, saying nothing.
"Your secretary told me to wait in your office. I sat for a bit and then came to the bathroom to touch up my makeup." Thessaly set down the lipstick. "I was listening to music, didn't hear anything outside, didn't know you were back."
Thessaly's expression was casual and normal.
Brandon's gaze moved from her face to the sink.
Scattered cosmetics, earbuds, a purse, and a phone with its screen lit, playing a well-known rock song.
"Sorry, Mr. Walker, give me five more minutes," Thessaly said. "I'll be done soon."
She met Brandon's eyes, her red lips curving into a slight smile.
Cool yet alluring.
A movie star, after all, was stunningly beautiful.
Any ordinary man would have been captivated, forgetting why he was there!
But Thessaly was facing Brandon.
He wasn't just any man!
Brandon stared at Thessaly, scrutinizing her for several seconds.
Those seconds felt like hours!
Thessaly's expression remained unchanged, at least as far as Brandon could tell!
After a pause, Brandon's expression softened considerably.
"I heard a noise and thought... someone was hiding in my office, stealing trade secrets," Brandon said. "So I came to check, didn't expect it to be you."
"Your secretary brought me in. Didn't she tell you? If Mr. Walker thinks it's inappropriate, next time I won't..."
Before Thessaly could finish, Brandon smiled warmly. "It's fine, as long as it's you. No problem."
Thessaly returned the polite smile. "Glad I didn't cause any trouble for Mr. Walker."
"Take your time with your makeup, no rush. The assistant director isn't here yet; only Paul is. I guess... you don't want to see him, so wait until more people arrive."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Walker, for considering me."
"You're welcome."
After speaking, Brandon's gaze returned to Thessaly's face, examining her closely.
However, he didn't notice anything amiss.
Thessaly met his gaze confidently.
Brandon said nothing more, closing the bathroom door.
As the door shut, his expression was unreadable, standing at the entrance, his brow furrowed.
Meanwhile, Thessaly continued looking in the mirror, picking up an eyebrow pencil to fill in her brows.
As if... nothing had happened, nothing was amiss!
After a while, footsteps sounded outside, gradually fading away.
Only then did Thessaly seem to shed her mask, her hand trembling, drawing a long, uneven line at the end of her brow.
She braced herself against the counter, closing her eyes, taking deep breaths repeatedly!
Calm down, calm down!
That was just the beginning!
Next, she had to return to the office, face more people, and maintain enough composure to get through this!
There were tougher challenges ahead!
She couldn't relax; she couldn't afford to make any mistakes!
Thessaly knew very well that Brandon's probing wouldn't stop; he'd continue, subtly or overtly, trying to find out... if she had heard any secrets she shouldn't have!
Brandon wouldn't let it go!
When Brandon pushed the door open, Thessaly caught a glimpse of his eyes, so dark, even murderous!
It was the first time she'd seen the usually gentle Brandon show such an expression!
Like a different person!
Thessaly had to remain calm, not letting Brandon see anything unusual.
Otherwise... whether she could leave this office unscathed today was uncertain!
She had heard secrets she shouldn't have!
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