Tangled Temptations

Chapter 315

In the elevator, several bodyguards surrounded Brett.

Orlena squeezed herself against the edge of the elevator, looking frail after just having had her stomach pumped due to an overdose of sleeping pills.

She tried her hardest to get closer to Brett. The bodyguards, all looking menacing, blocked her way, leaving her looking rather pitiful.

Donny, watching the scene, couldn't help but laugh.

Brett spoke up, "Let her through."

A path was cleared, and Orlena managed to squeeze her way next to Brett. She stuck her tongue out at the bodyguards, a playful act that was rather adorable.

Brett couldn't help but think back to the baby bottle in her bag. His lips curled up into a light smile.

His previously weary body suddenly felt much more relaxed. He thought to himself, was this the magic of young girls? The ability to make one feel completely

at ease.

Brett's hotel suite was grand, covering an area of about 300 square meters. Inside, there was even a mini gym.

As busy as he was, he ordered food to be brought up once inside. Donny immediately went to arrange it.

In less than half an hour, a table full of rich Southern-style food was wheeled in by the chef. Still engrossed in his documents, Brett casually said, "Young girls these days love spicy food, don't they? You don't mind, do you?"

Orlena hurriedly shook her head. "No, no, not at all."

The three of them ate together. It was clear that Donny was Brett's right-hand man, and he knew how to keep the atmosphere light during meals, often cracking jokes.

Orlena wasn't used to spicy food. After a few bites, the spice hit her throat, and her eyes became even more red. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She poked at the poached fish in her bowl and whispered in protest, "Why do we have to eat in the hotel suite? The spicy smell is going to linger forever."

Hmph, what a load of crap about young girls loving spicy food. It was clear that Brett himself loved spicy food.

Brett had noticed this earlier but didn't say anything. The sight of her face turning red from the spice was rather amusing. He gave Donny a look.

Donny understood and said with a smile, "Well, Mr. Brett can't exactly dine out due to his status. Seems like you're not a fan of this dish. I'll order something else for you."

Orlena's eyes welled up with tears. "I want fried chicken and smoothie."

"I used to have it all the time when Eloise made it for me." She added.

She brought up Eloise. Brett chuckled lightly. This silly girl wasn't completely clueless after all. He quietly ordered Donny, "Get her some fried chicken and smoothie."

was never this indulgent with others. People usually catered to him, not the

fried chicken and

window, thoroughly enjoying her food. Brett never ate much, which was why he could maintain his physique and charm even after being in the business

strikingly beautiful young girl. She was well taken

was arguing with

felt a tinge

was cleared, and Donny leaned in to whisper, "Mr. Brett, the person is here. Do you want

Brett nodded.

hesitant. "Should we

moment. "No, let's stay here. It's

legs and said cheerfully, "Brett, you go

this little girl possibly have to

Brett didn't respond.

he met with several groups of people, all of them successful

particularly attractive woman, full of charm. As she was leaving, she glanced at Orlena and asked, "Mr.

affairs.

for her brother, but Brett had so many people to meet.

anymore and fell asleep on the sofa, hugging

he was used to having

suite was dimly

changed into a black

composed.

of wine,

the sofa. The lights from outside the floor-to-ceiling

if she was enveloped in a

glass. She looked beautiful.

be a child who could sleep so soundly? So innocent and

on the sofa. She was slender, dressed in

front of her

"You're awake?"

and smiled faintly. "Aren't you scared of sleeping in

were flushed from sleep. She gently tugged at her hair and said matter-of-factly, "No, I'm not scared. You're Eloise's uncle... I

hand, he

to tame her unruly hair.

images flashing through his mind. He simply smiled

a little dazed.

surrounded by good-looking men, her brother