Chapter 95

Although Brad ate heartily, his movements were elegant. Even the way he held the fork looked like a flawless work of art. Seeing him finish the pasta and licking the tomato sauce off the plate, Nadine felt a sense of relief. That jerk had a bad temper and only responded to kindness, not toughness. The fact that he finished the pasta meant that he was in a good mood. Taking advantage of the situation, Nadine asked, "Can you tell me where Sean is now? He has trouble sleeping in unfamiliar places." Despite wanting to bash Brad's head, she had to put on a delicate facade. Maybe it could evoke his sympathy and awaken the little conscience he had left to tell Nadine where Sean was. Brad's expression changed instantly as he licked the tomato sauce. He snorted coldly, slammed the plate on the table, and got up to leave. "Can't you let me eat in peace?" He threw down the fork and strode upstairs. Nadine looked at the empty plate and felt her anger rising. She shouted, "Didn't I let you