So that's when it started.
From that day on, Brianna hadn't sent him a single call or text!
"Over a little thing like that?" Brandon's brow furrowed deeply, his voice full of displeasure. "So I didn't let her celebrate my birthday with me, and she didn't get to pick me up. That's why she's angry? What a spoiled princess!"
Apologize?
To Brianna?
There was no way he would ever apologize to Brianna.
"But... Brandon, if this continues, if she keeps ignoring you..." Wouldn't their good life come to an end?
After leaving the mountains and enjoying such a luxurious, wealthy lifestyle, the thought of going back was absolutely impossible for her!
Brandon was about to speak when he caught sight of a group of their friends walking toward them.
A few of them were glancing his way, pointing and whispering.
His face fell.
He felt like they were mocking him for not being able to handle a single girl like Brianna.
His ego bruised, he immediately turned and strode back toward Brianna. "Brianna! Is this your idea of an apology?!"
Brianna had just learned a few tips from Serena and was about to try them out on the track.
Suddenly, Brandon, who had returned, blocked her path.
Her brows knitted together. "Why are you back?"
Her impatient tone made it seem as if his return was interrupting something incredibly important.
Brandon's eyes turned icy. He reached out to grab Brianna's arm. "There's a limit to playing hard to get, Brianna! Do you know what you look like right now? You're acting like the kind of spoiled, bullying princess I hate the most!"
Just as his hand was about to reach Brianna, a slender, pale hand darted out.
Brandon's arm was seized.
*Crack!*

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