Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 876

Dolly chose to forget, and now she just wants to get this business done, and then sever all ties with Brayden once and for all.

She will not dwell on the past, just want to live her life in peace, while silently wishing Brayden happiness.

It's good to have an idea, but Brayden doesn't seem to give her the opportunity to do so.

This is Brayden's fourth visit to Hurricane Limited, and the company's employees have gone from amazement and awe at the beginning to awe at what they see now.

The owner of Hurricane Limited has stopped coming out to reception since Brayden's third visit. shit, it's better than our staff's attendance, I'm really not interested in greeting you every day.

Brayden breezed to Dolly's office, pushed the door directly in and sat in the office chair, Brayden looked at Dolly who was working with her head down.

"Mr. Kirkland, you're here." Seemingly knowing Brayden's arrival in advance, Dolly said directly without raising her head.

"Well, you go about your business, I'll just come over and see how you're finishing up." Brayden responded, still a little uncomfortable with Dolly calling him Mr. Kirkland, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Okay, then make yourself comfortable, I'll entertain you later." Dolly still had an attitude of dealing with business.

Feeling the distance in Dolly's tone, Brayden only felt a pang of irritation, pulling out his pocket cigarette and lighting it. This is since Dolly left to catch the bug, and now has become a habit.

Watching Brayden's movements, a trace of despondency flashed in Dolly's eyes. He had never smoked before, probably because of himself again. Thinking about it, her guilt increased a few more points.

Brayden was sitting very close to Dolly, and the smoke was inevitably inhaled by Dolly, who did not like the smell of smoke and could not help but cough gently at the end.

Brayden frowned and suddenly thought that Dolly used to hate the smell of smoke, hesitated again and again, he still extinguished the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the trash can next to him.

"Dolly, I'm hungry, go to dinner with me." Brayden looked like he was giving an order, and there was no question in his tone.

"Thank you Mr. Kirkland, I'm not hungry yet and would like to continue working for a while." Dolly politely declined, having tried her best to avoid too much contact with Brayden, even though it was in vain.

"I'm just doing business and having a meal with my collaborator, don't overthink it, there are some business matters to discuss with you." Brayden where to give him the right to refuse, "Go."

Dolly sighed darkly, she was still so obedient to him, like she always was.

The two arrived at a Western-style restaurant and were seated one after another.

"Order what you want to eat." Brayden handed the menu to Dolly.

"Thanks." Dolly politely thanked him and ordered a small steak. brayden also ordered something random.

A long silence followed, Brayden was waiting for Dolly to speak, and Dolly, as if she did not want to speak.

It was Brayden who broke the silence, "The program is almost finished, right?"

"Hmm." Dolly whispered in response, "One more day should do it."

"What are the plans." The thought of not being able to come to Dolly in name only in the future made Brayden a little nervous in a rare way.

"Plan, nothing plan ah, I just want to work well, and then live an ordinary life is enough." Dolly calmly said.

After saying that and stretching, Dolly packed up and left work with her bag.

Dolly had to pass through a not-so-long alley to get back to her rented house, which she used to walk through, and Dolly didn't care too much.

As it was late at night, there was no one in the alley, a gust of wind blew, Dolly suddenly shivered, wrapped his clothes, and unconsciously quickened his pace.

Walking around the corner of the alley, Dolly was suddenly taken aback when three men stood around the corner with cigarettes in their mouths, just staring at her.

Dolly suddenly felt a little panic, late at night, this kind of gangster is the worst, she hurriedly lowered her head to walk past.

Just as he walked past the three punks, Dolly intended to take a long breath.

"Beauty, walking so anxiously ah." One of the punks finally did open his mouth with a thick local accent, "Where is this going."

"Pretty girl, your name is Dolly, right?" Someone among the three opened up, and he was the Teddy Leyla had called for.

"I, my name is not Dolly, you have the wrong person." Dolly where will not see that these people are to find her fault, looked at the monkey-like thin, a vertical scar on the face of Teddy, Dolly hastily denied.

"Whether you are or not, it's good to solve our physical problems first."

"Hahahaha, Teddy's right, it must be cool to look that good."

Without giving Dolly any chance to escape, the trio surrounded Dolly.