Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 889

Hearing Damon's words, Nyla finally relaxed. "Alright."

Meanwhile, Brandon's expression remained cold as he hung up, stood, and walked out the door.

He arrived at the bar 20 minutes later.

Valarie was seated at the bar, downing drink after drink.

A few men eyed her, but none made a move.

Brandon approached her, snatched the glass from her hand, and said softly, "I'm taking you home."

Already drunk, Valarie looked up and burst into laughter when she saw him. "How can you be here too? This is so funny!"

Upon seeing that she didn't even recognize him, Brandon's expression darkened. He grabbed her wrist and started pulling her toward the door.

Drunk and slow to react, Valarie nearly stumbled as he yanked her along.

then, another hand grabbed

and turned

Tom, holding onto Valarie's

a chill seeming to

go of her!"

Brandon's eyes. He merely stared back, his face expressionless. "You don't have

my girlfriend. Aren't you worried people might misunderstand, seeing you holding her

always had intentions with her. I

hand

onlookers recognized them and

you really are

No matter how much you try

Valarie will never give you

the provocation. To him, Brandon was still too inexperienced. A man in his 20s might be passionate, but he was also naive, unaware that being¶n a relationship was a

person's psyche, knowing when they needed something most, and slowly weaving one's

He couldn't help

chance is not up

eyes locked, and the air between