“Ranita, I’ll go talk to Brendon…” Makhi came out of the door in a hurry and chased out.
“Wait a minute!” Ranita reached out and grabbed Makhi, lowering her eyes and said, “No need.”
“Ranita…”
Makhi saw her sad appearance and suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart.
“You…”
“I’m fine, go back! Ayaan is still inside!” Ranita smiled, seemingly carefree.
“No, I should go back too. I have to go to the company later.”
After a pause, Makhi added, “You be careful at home, and if you need any help, just call.”
“Okay, then take it slow on your way back. Come over to play when you have time.”
Ranita waved her hand and watched Makhi enter the elevator before turning around and going back into the house.
Before she could close the door, a foot was stuck along the door edge.
The trousers were straight, above was a pair of curved and sexy hips and waist, and a snow-white shirt.
A faint scent of snow pomelo floated over, and Ranita felt her senses instantly aroused and stood on end.
She almost didn’t need to look to know it was Brendon.
Brendon always had a magic power over her; he was the goal she pursued.
“You… Why are you back?” Ranita asked, and the door was pushed open even more, and the man slipped into the room.
“I left some documents here. I need to get them.” The man went straight inside.
“Dad!” Ayaan rushed over and hugged Brendon’s leg, “Dad, why didn’t you come in just now?”
“Dad came to pick up something,” Brendon led the child to the room, and slightly closed the door. He then asked in a low voice, “What was that uncle doing here just now?”
“Dad, why are you being so sneaky?” Ayaan blinked, and whispered to Brendon, “Can’t we talk loudly?”
“Hmm!” Brendon nodded, “This is a secret between Dad and you. You can’t tell Mommy, okay?”
The little one pouted his lips. Mommy said not to tell Daddy, and Daddy said not to tell Mommy. What should he do?
The smart Ayaan thought for a moment and then felt at ease. He would just not say anything.
“Dad, the door is dirty, Uncle Terry and the security guard came to clean it up.”
Ayaan organized his language, “The door is too dirty, change one.”
Brendon was stunned.
“Dad, Mommy didn’t let me watch. But I took a peek when they weren’t paying attention. I saw on the wall…”
Ayaan had a good command of language, thought for a moment, and said, “It seems to be the words ‘go die’.”
Brendon’s heart was in turmoil.
He held Ayaan’s hand, “Thank you, Ayaan, Dad knows. You go see Mommy, and Dad will get the things.”
Brendon took something from the drawer, and just saw the filming plan on the table, with Shannon’s name written on it.
The man frowned.
“You got what you needed, just leave!” Ranita couldn’t help but come over for a look. Seeing him looking at the table, she closed it and put it into the drawer, “Leave.”
“Ranita!” Brendon’s voice was a bit angry, and his eyes towards her were full of annoyance.
Ranita didn’t want to fight and wanted to leave, but the man was faster, with both hands on the table, his body against her, trapping her.
The white shirt was unbuttoned at two buttons, and from her perspective, a piece of honey-colored skin was revealed, and the lines of the throat were sexy, like every inch was covered with honey, exuding a tempting sheen.