(Christoper's POV)
After getting a text message from Brianna that she was done with her work, I rushed to her company to pick her up. As I entered the lobby, I accidentally bumped into Brandon.
"What are you doing here?" Brandon asked me with a snarl.
I stopped walking and stood right in front of him, glaring at him. "Why can't I come here?" I asked rudely.
Brandon smiled mockingly. "Don't you realize your position? You're just a bartender at a bar and you still dare to ask why? Aren't you embarrassed?"
I rolled my eyeballs lazily. "Embarrassed? Shouldn't you be ashamed? You shouldn't have set foot in this company after what you did to Brianna and her family. The right place for you is in prison, so why don't you turn yourself inー"
"Shut your mouth, poor loser," Brandon growled. He i
