Chapter 315
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lt;pgt;Brittany Oakley’s hand paused in mid-air.
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lt;pgt;Then she turned around and smiled at Alexander.
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lt;pgt;"Okay, we’ll do it your way."
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lt;pgt;She went to the office table, put down the bag, and opened it.
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lt;pgt;Inside was a big lunch box.
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lt;pgt;"I know you forget about everything when you work.That includes eating."
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lt;pgt;She picked up the coffee cup in front of him, then poured away its contents.
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lt;pgt;"Drinking coffee without a proper meal isn’t good for your stomach.
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lt;pgt;You don’t know how to take care of yourself, do you?"
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lt;pgt;As she said that, she opened the lunchbox.
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lt;pgt;Nestled within it was hot food.Not only was the color of the food attractive, but it also smelled
mouthwatering.
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lt;pgt;" cooked your favorite BBQ ribs.I also made fried chicken."
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lt;pgt;Full of enthusiasm, she placed some cutleries in front of him.
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lt;pgt;With both hands supporting her chin, she looked at him with a yearning expression.
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lt;pgt;Alexander shot her a look and said faintly, "You cooked all this?"lt;/pgt;
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lt;pgt;"Yes.Quick, sample my handiwork.Go on," Brittany urged.She smiled so wide that her eyes turned into
slits.
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lt;pgt;"You cooked?"
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lt;pgt;Alexander repeated, but it was a rhetorical question.His cold eyes bore a hole into her as if trying to
read her thoughts.
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lt;pgt;Pouting, Brittany stood up and stomped her feet.
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lt;pgt;"Fine.I got takeout from Cloudy.I just got off a plane and didn’t have much time, alright? I’m still jet-
lagged and exhausted.Even if I wanted to cook, I had no time to buy the ingredients."
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lt;pgt;"I never said you have to cook."
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lt;pgt;Alexander put the lid back on the lunch box and pushed it aside.
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lt;pgt;"Since you’re tired, you should go home and get some rest.Not come here."
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lt;pgt;"T wanted to see you."иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм Brittany got angry when she saw him push the lunch box aside
without taking a bite.
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lt;pgt;"Even if I didn’t cook it, I did buy it.Why won’t you just try some? Don't you like the food from Cloudy’s?"
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lt;pgt;"I’m not hungry," Alexander said faintly, "It's late. I'll get Edward to send you home."
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lt;pgt;"I don’t want to go home."
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lt;pgt;Brittany furrowed her brows and said unhappily, "If you don’t like takeout, let’s go out and eat.I'll go with
you."
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lt;pgt;"We could go for a late-night meal, Alex.Let’s go!" she said coquettishly.
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lt;pgt;As soon as she got off the plane, she immediately went to get him some food so that she would have
an excuse to see him sooner.
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lt;pgt;Why would she leave so soon? She just got there.No way.She wanted to stay a little longer.
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lt;pgt;"Brittany, that’s enough." Alexander prised her fingers off of him.
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lt;pgt;"It’s late.You must be tired from your flight.Go home and rest."
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lt;pgt;"I don’t want to!"
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lt;pgt;Brittany lost her temper when she saw Alexander’s insistence on sending her away.
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lt;pgt;"You know that I just got off a plane.Aren’t you happy to see me? We haven’t met in half a year.I went
to get you food as soon as I got back, yet you don’t appreciate it? You’re even trying to drive me away!"
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lt;pgt;"It’s already late out.It’s not safe for a girl to be out alone." Alexander frowned.
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lt;pgt;"Next time, don’t stay out until so late.It’s not a good habit."
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lt;pgt;"What's so bad about it? I like you, and the whole world knows it.I just wanted to see you!" Brittany
shouted.
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lt;pgt;The office staff would have heard her confession if they were still around.
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lt;pgt;Alexander looked up at her.
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lt;pgt;"But I don’t like you that way.Brittany, as I said before, you’re like a sister to me.If that’s not how you
see our relationship, don’t say I’m like a brother to you either."lt;/pgt;
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lt;pgt;The Oakleys and the Russells were good family friends.
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lt;pgt;The older generation had good relations with one another.The old man of the Russells owed the
Oakleys a favor.
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lt;pgt;Because of that, the two families were close.They had even merged their families through marriage.
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lt;pgt;Brittany’s uncle married Alexander’s aunty.So to a certain extent, they were related.lt;/pgt;
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