Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 975

"Mr. Kirkland, here's the quarterly report for this quarter, take a look at it and see if there's anything you want to change ......"

"Get out! Get the hell out of here!" Brayden heaved his hand, and the papers handed up by the secretary were flung mercilessly to the floor, a stack of A4 papers scattered all over the place.

The secretary began to hand and foot began to clean up the floor of the manuscript, forehead are fine sweat, Brayden although not very good-tempered, but never to the people under the hands of such a big temper, such a big action, so she was scared even dare not raise her head, completely do not care what sequence neatly, casually grabbed a sheet on the folder to stuff.

The fire in Brayden's heart had no place to be discharged, and he was getting more and more upset when he looked at the various reports waiting for approval on the table, and picked up a cup from the corner of the table and slammed it on the floor.

In a flash, the tea splashed everywhere, seemingly indicating the shocking waves set off by the calm sea.

The secretary crouched on the floor to pick up the report shivered, swiftly stood up and rushed towards the door, just in time to collide with the person who pushed the door in at this time.

After seeing who was there, the secretary nodded respectfully at him, and the man didn't say anything, but just waved her hand and indicated her to get out quickly.

The sound of the visitor's footsteps was clear, Brayden did not have to look up to understand, his emotions were still very intense, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder thickening.

"You too, get lost!"

Leon kicked away the report on the floor, because the secretary just walked too fast, half a footprint stuck on it, looking at Brayden who buried himself in the manuscript, Leon's heart guilt is more intense, but also full of tangles and struggles.

"Boss, what are you embarrassing yourself for again." Leon lowered his high octave voice deliberately, not knowing if it was because of a weak heart or some other reason.

"How many storms have been solved over the years, how come this time such a small matter, you made yourself into such a state?"

Brayden let out a soft chortle: "A little thing?" The depth of the voice was full of sadness, "If you were cheated twice by your beloved, Leon, would you still be able to stand in front of me like this without any emotion and tell me it was just a small thing!"

Seeing that Leon did not say anything, Brayden then asked, "Let me ask you, did you already know!"

He closed the cap of a signature pen back and forth, "In the past, when I asked you to find out who started any of these things, no matter what the result was, you would tell me what you had inquired about at the first opportunity, but this time you didn't."

"I've thought about a lot of possibilities, Leon, and we're brothers who've been out of life and into death, so the only other possibility that could get you so torn up is a Dolly."

Leon's throat slides, his throat seems to be glued by something, really there is this person in this world, without his own words, he can easily read what is in his mind.

Brayden, somewhat calmer by this point, snapped his black signature pen upside down on the desk, stepped over the papers he'd flung across the floor, walked over to Leon, looked at the old wound on the corner of his forehead from his training years ago, and spat out a few words.

"I won't make it difficult for you, just tell me yes, or no."

The office is still uncomfortably silent, Leon's silence at the moment, only to make Brayden feel that his heart between the sky, suddenly collapsed.

He averted his gaze from the old wound on Leon's face and walked around to brush up against him.