Brandon raised his sharp eyebrows slightly as if he was dissatisfied with the fact that I was wrapped up. He spoke in an indifferent voice.
"Um, it's getting late. I should go to work, or I'll be late."
I said this excuse in a panic, and I didn't dare to look into his eyes. His eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. Every time I looked into his eyes, I couldn't help but panic.
"You're working at Grizzlimited?"
I was expecting him to say something suggestive again, but to my surprise, he changed the subject suddenly.
I was stunned for a moment. After I came back to my senses, I answered his question obediently, "Yes."
Seeing his slightly furrowed brows, I panicked a little and quickly explained, "I don't have any other ulterior motives. I just want to have a good job. Don't
