Chapter 117

Nevertheless, Brandon was still very nice to me. Besides, with his righteous, soldierly character, he wouldn't treat Kara differently. I was lost in thought and only went to Brandon's room after 20 minutes. He wanted me to go over in ten minutes—probably because he wanted to wash up and change. As I expected, Brandon's hair was still wet when he opened the door. He wore loose clothes and hotel slippers. "Come in," he said curtly. I noticed that his laptop was turned on. I walked over and asked directly, "What's the new issue?" "I placed it in the Word document on my desktop. Open it up and read it for yourself." As he spoke, the water in the kettle just started to boil. I sat down and looked at his desktop. With his personality, I assumed that his desktop would be neat, but I was wrong. His desktop was cluttered with different files. It was probably a good thing that I didn't have OCD or I would faint. With all these files, I asked, "You have so many files on your desktop. Which