Love Has Its Will

Chapter 539 Internal Conflict

Brandon left the hospital and drove to Finn's office at top speed.

The makeup artist and the dresser had been waiting for a long time. The minute Brandon pushed the door open, he was immediately pressed in front of the makeup mirror.

Finn said hastily, "There’s not enough time. Hurry up and put on makeup for him. Make his face a little sick. Don't make him look energetic."

This makeup had been done several times. The makeup artist had already accumulated experience. Soon, an extremely weak makeup was done.

Looking at his pale face in the mirror, Brandon even wanted to cough.

This makeup was very vivid. If Savanna saw him, she might be worried about him.

Finn appreciated the makeup in the mirror and nodded in praise. "It looked more real than me, a person who has been sick for a long time."

Brandon went in and changed his clothes. In the eyes of others, he looked sick and bloodless, and he simply became a copy of Finn.

However, after looking at himself in the mirror, he still smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. Although he had been deliberately controlling his diet over the past few days and lost some muscles, he was still far from being as sick as Finn.

This could be considered a flaw. He would definitely be seen through by observant people.

"I know what you are worried about." Finn was smart and got it. "But you look exactly the same as me and have put on makeup. Except for people who are extremely close to us, no one will be able to see through you."

Brandon raised his hand to look at his watch. He didn't have time. He adjusted his tie and sat back in the wheelchair. He asked Gerald to push him away.

of Aston Martin, Brandon sat on the leather seat

possible things that could happen in the bidding conference in his

we are

driver Gerald reminded. Brandon finally opened his eyes. "From

got understood instantly and said, "Mr. Orwell, we are here. You can get

wheelchair from the trunk. He respectfully pushed the wheelchair to the car door and helped "Finn" out

The exterior design of the opera house was very unique and artistic, like

also very large, like a basin. The stage was at the lowest point, surrounded by a circle of seats in order

very lively. The dancing stage in the center was flashing with light plates telling about the

people from the Orwell Group had already arrived. Gerald pushed Finn over and saw a pest

asked in disgust, "Why is Daryl here? Does

been particularly active in the company recently. He is determined to show

kind of bidding conference. When Brandon saw

he expected, Daryl looked at him proudly. "Finn, you don't have to come since you are not in good

he spoke, he proudly patted the project proposal

frowned. It was not because he was afraid that Daryl would snatch this project. Daryl did

this was the level of the Orwell Group and thus doubt the ability of the entire Orwell Group after

this frown made him think

to be so nervous. We're family anyway. If my proposal hits the mark, I can hire you

laugh. "My suggestion is

fuck did you say?" Daryl

of Brandon. "Mr. Daryl, this is not the right place

you arguing about?" At this time, a deep voice came from behind. Brandon turned and saw a man in a black