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.

hand grabbed

stopped and

them was Tom, holding onto Valarie's other

icy, a chill seeming to

go of

seem to care about the anger in Brandon's eyes. He merely stared back, his face expressionless. "You don't have the right to give me

might misunderstand, seeing you holding her hand so openly?" Brandon

I care? I've always had intentions with her.

hand without

recognized them and immediately began taking photos with their

Genge, you really are

matter how

Valarie will never give you another

20s might be passionate, but he was also naive, unaware that being¶n a relationship was a

key was understanding the other person's psyche, knowing when they needed

no leverage over Valarie. He

a chance is not up to you," Tom

the air