Chapter 902

What an arrogant attitude! All eyes turned as a tall, stylish woman strode into the room. She wore a luxurious fur coat, leather pants, and sunglasses perched on her nose. No one recognized her, and they began whispering, "Who is she?" Some people even shot Brandon a curious glance, hinting that she might be one of his conquests. His expression remained unchanged, and he calmly replied, "That's not something you'd find on me." I, on the other hand, wasn't surprised. I didn't even bother to be polite when I shot back at her. "Who are you, and why should I notify you?" The woman didn't seem to be offended. With a swivel of her hips, she said, "You're already throwing your weight around even though you haven't gotten the ring!" This comment made everyone turn to Brandon again. She implied that he hadn't given me the respect of a proper title or a wedding. "I was always like this, even before I wasn't someone's wife," I replied with a smirk. "You should take those big glasses of