Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 1479 Inner Turmoil

Wendy had just finished packing her luggage when Colton began urging her from outside. She called out as she hauled her suitcase out of the room.

Is it finally time to return?

Wendy pondered this question silently.

"What took you so long?"

Beryl's words sounded like a rebuke, but his tone was filled with indulgence. He took the suitcase from Wendy's hand and made his way towards the elevator.

"Where's my brother?"

Wendy didn't pick up on Beryl's tone. She scanned the surroundings and didn't see the figure she was looking for, so she asked.

"Your brother thinks you're too slow, so he's waiting for you in the car downstairs."

Beryl glanced at Wendy's clothes and nodded approvingly. She has enough clothes on.

"Oh, how's his mood? He's not going to confront me immediately, is he?"

Wendy nodded, suddenly thought of something, looked at the man next to her, and was vaguely worried that her brother would confront her immediately.

After all, he set two rules, and she broke both of them.

"Don't worry, you're his little sister. What can he do to you?"

Beryl looked at Wendy the way an adult would look at a child while he tried comforting her.

What was this little girl thinking? Didn't she know what kind of person her brother was after being siblings for so many years?

Wendy seemed to notice his gaze, glared at him, and slowly said, "Oh, then he can't do anything to Nicole, right?"

Although she understood her brother, she was the one who crossed the line, putting her in a state of worry.

"Alright, these are not things you should worry about. Nicole is the woman your brother truly loves. What can he do to her?"

Beryl smiled as if he hadn't noticed Wendy's side-eye.

During their conversation, they had already arrived on the first floor. The two walked out together, and a car was parked at the entrance.

Wendy sensibly sat in the back seat, skillfully avoiding any interaction with her brother.

She sat quietly in the back row, hoping that she wouldn't be sitting next to her brother on the flight home.

Please!

Thinking of the plane ticket, Wendy was looking forward to Beryl turning his head, but he was sitting in front of her, and no matter how much she hoped, Beryl showed no signs of turning his head.

Wendy, a little anxious, patted the seat next to her, but she didn't dare to pat too hard.

She was afraid that her brother would hear the sound and look back at her. That wouldn't be good. She might not be able to go back.

Wendy suddenly thought of a way, took out her phone, found Beryl's chat box, and started spamming his inbox.

She knew that Beryl's phone would never be on silent. After all, he was busy with company matters every day, and there were some secrets. If he put his phone on silent, he would miss a lot of important things.

Wendy seized this opportunity and looked at Beryl's direction with a mischievous smile on her face. You're about to be bombarded.