(Brianna's POV)
"Who?" asked Christian.
I looked straight at him when he asked with a furrowed brow.
"Brandon. My half-brother," I told him. I looked back at my phone screen. I wasn't in a good mood to talk to Brandon, but I was curious why he had called me after our last conversation at home.
"What does he want?"
I shook my head. "I don't know," I replied.
I decided to take his call. I wanted to know what he wanted. How could he have no shame after what he did to me?
"What?" I asked curtly. After I received Brandon's call.
I was still in Christian's arms while he kept looking at me, listening to our conversation.
"I want us to meet. Tomorrow afternoon at a restaurant near the company," he requested.
"What for, to force me not to discuss the company heir issue with the board?" I
