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.

turned her glass upside down. "Brandon, your

it all in one go; would Brandon not drink

sip would

eyes sparkled with

She watched Brandon closely.

had to drink

red wine in his glass, slowly bringing it to his

projection screen, jumped up. "Don't drink it," he said, frowning. "There's something off with

or a potion;

was shocked

like red wine; how could it be

be

screen, Brandon was about to

just

tilt his head a bit,

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

was firm and urgent, echoing through the Mitchell family dining

startled, her face going pale. "What's

a voice coming from her

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was the

spell for Brandon, and she chose her place

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

was definitely off with this

right into the game between him and Isabella! Isabella wanted to cast a spell,

it. Why aren't you drinking? Hurry up and

something was wrong and started to panic. Her fingers gripped the edge

kept staring at her

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

completely lost

about was making him drink. 'Drink it, Brandon,

me and forget all about

grabbing her wrist and taking

this glass of red wine really just red

went limp,

"Yes! Just wine! Red wine! I drank

what are you doubting!"

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

shook her head frantically, "You're overthinking it, Brandon. I

someone else! How could I bear

Brandon was done pretending.