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."

quite surprised. Mr. Brett was never this indulgent with others. People usually catered to him, not the other way

the fried chicken and

why he could maintain his physique and charm even after being in the business world for nearly 20

there, watching the strikingly beautiful young girl.

and not too long ago, she was arguing with her ex-fiancé. But

a tinge of

whisper, "Mr. Brett, the person is here. Do you want to

Brett nodded.

seemed a little hesitant. "Should

a moment. "No, let's stay here. It's nothing too

She swung her legs and said cheerfully, "Brett, you go ahead with your work.

but laugh. What could this little girl

Brett didn't respond.

them successful individuals in

was a particularly attractive woman, full of charm. As she was leaving, she glanced at Orlena

his affairs. He

but Brett had so many

out anymore and fell asleep on the sofa, hugging a

he was used to having a glass of red wine to ease his fatigue when

was dimly

into a black

quite composed. He held

of wine, observing

outside the floor-to-ceiling window cast

as if she was enveloped in a layer

glass. She looked beautiful.

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

up on the sofa. She was slender, dressed in a

recognized the man in front of

"You're awake?"

smiled faintly. "Aren't you scared of

She gently tugged at her hair and

step forward. With just one stretch of his hand, he

tame her unruly hair. Her voice was soft. "Brett, how

flashing through his mind.

a

when he smiled. She was surrounded by good-looking men, her brother being one in a million. But Brett's smile