From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 547 Brandon, Don't Drink!

Isabella thought she was being sneaky, and Madison wouldn't spill the beans. So how

on earth did Brandon find out what she was up to?

She couldn't even look him in the eye and turned away.

"Isabella, you're not yourself anymore," Brandon sighed.

"I'm still the same me!" she shot back. "You're the one who's changed!"

Brandon didn't bother arguing. He wasn't there to pick a fight.

Better to keep things calm.

Seeing him go all cold and distant again, Isabella felt a pang of frustration.

Brandon didn't love her anymore; his words, his actions, even his eyes screamed indifference.

She had to cast this spell!

"You don't even want to talk to me. This whole dinner is a waste," Isabella said, tossing her knife and fork down. "Fine, if you don't want to eat, I won't force you. Brandon, let's have a drink. I toast to you."

She got up, walked to the wine cabinet, and grabbed a bottle of red wine and two glasses, setting them in front of Brandon.

Even before the wine was poured, Isabella seemed tipsy, her steps wobbly, and she plunked the bottle down on the table.

"Brandon, you won't refuse a drink, will you?" Isabella said. "Is that what you want? For me to agree to never see you again? Fine!"

Brandon just stared at the glass, saying nothing.

Isabella uncorked the bottle and slowly poured the wine.

Red liquid.

Rich aroma.

She pushed the glass toward him. "Brandon, I toast to you."

Brandon picked up the glass, giving it a gentle swirl. "Cheers."

Isabella clinked her glass against his. the sound sharp and clear. Everything seemed to flow naturally.

She tilted her head back and downed the wine in one gulp, the red liquid trailing down her lips.

It looked seductive and tempting.

glass upside down. "Brandon,

in one go; would Brandon not

sip would

sparkled

She watched Brandon closely.

to drink this

the red wine in his glass, slowly bringing

projection screen, jumped up. "Don't drink it," he said, frowning. "There's something off with the wine!" Penelope's heart skipped a beat. "What? Did Isabella spike

drug or a potion;

Penelope was shocked and

red wine; how could it

be in

the screen, Brandon

red liquid was just

to do was tilt his head a bit, and he'd

Kelvin sprang into action, grabbing the intercom. "Don't drink it,

and urgent, echoing through the Mitchell family dining

was startled, her face going

a voice coming from her house all of

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the

perfect spell for Brandon, and she chose her place to

Kelvin's warning, Brandon's brow furrowed. He put down the goblet and shot Isabella a sharp

definitely off

and Isabella! Isabella wanted to cast a spell, and Brandon was

eyes with him. "Drink it. Why aren't you

fingers gripped the edge of the table so tightly her

staring at

goblet, spilling wine all over the table, the floor, and Brandon's clothes. "Hurry up and drink, please, just this one glass. I did it, so you have to

practically forcing the wine on

had completely lost

think about was making him drink. 'Drink it,

me and forget all

easily grabbing her

glass of red wine

went limp, almost

pulled herself together, "Yes! Just wine! Red wine! I drank it

what are you doubting!"

can drink it, but I can't!" Brandon

"You're overthinking

harmed someone else! How could I

Brandon was done pretending.