His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)
Chapter 459

Chapter 459

It was not feasible to ask Alexander, but there were still detours in the tactics involved.

Brandon was too busy recently. He put his legs on the desk while holding his phone to flirt with his crush when Brittany came rushing in. Brandon almost could not react fast enough and exposed his surprised expression. He quickly snapped out of it and looked at Brittany, "Wow, what a surprise! You rarely come here!"

As he said that, he glanced sideways and continued with sarcasm, "You brought food too? Don't tell me you purposely came to bring me food." Brittany laughed and walked straight to him. She put the cake and coffee on his table and said, "You're right. I bought it for you on purpose. Happy now?"

"Really?" Immediately putting down his legs, Brandon sat up straight and leaned forward, "Yo, it's my favorite red velvet and caramel macchiato! It seems like you did buy this for me. How nice of you!" He held the cake carefully with both hands, with a look of gratitude but did not intend to open it. "If it makes you feel loved, then try some." Brittany hurriedly pulled a chair and sat opposite Brandon. Brandon shook his head like a rattle, “No, no, no. I'm not going to eat it.”

"Isn't that your favorite? I purposely went to get this for you. Are you sure you're not going to eat it?" Brittany blinked and opened the bag a little. The fragrance of the cream cheese wafted, and it smelled delightful. The bag had a strong smell of caramel too. Brittany wrinkled her nose and raised her hand to cover it since she did not like that smell much. She needed a favor from Brandon, so she got him some treats.

"Nope!" Brandon knew what was going on, "Go ahead. What's the matter?"

'How cruel.'

Smiling at him, Brittany said, "Nothing!"

"I don't believe it," Brandon replied, shaking his head. Although the cake was tempting, he also knew it was a trap. It indirectly meant he would promise to help his sister if he ate it. He did not want to promise her, but he also could not refuse. His hands were tied.

Taking a deep breath, Brittany had the urge to knock his head off, but she still smirked at him patiently, "Aw, look at you! Either way, you're still my brother. Buying you food is just a small act of kindness. I don't have other intentions. Why are you thinking so much?" She showed an honest look, so Brandon seemed to agree and slightly loosened his guard. However, he was still worried and replied, "For real?" "Forget it. Since you don't believe me, I'd better give the cake and macchiato to someone who appreciates them."

Brittany stood up and was about to take the cake away. "Hey, stop!" Brandon quickly grabbed the bag and immediately wanted to open the box, "You said it was for me. How can you give it to someone else? It's not good to take back what you gave! Besides, the macchiato won't taste good when it's cold!"

He drank two sips of the macchiato, scooped out a small spoonful of red velvet cake, and stuffed it into his mouth. He rolled his eyes in satisfaction. "Mm! This is the best cake in the world!" Leaning back into the chair, he fell into cloud nine just from a slice of cake. "Delicious, right?" Brittany leaned forward, and her hands and elbows rested on the table. Her cheeks rested in her hands, and she looked at Brandon innocently.