Chris peeled the skin off an orange with a knife swiftly and perfectly. The skin stayed as one piece and curled back up in an orange shape as if it was intact.
"Want some?" He handed Brianna a piece. Brianna had not seen anyone except her mother do it so perfectly. He was even better than Brianna herself. She was obviously shocked and impressed, yet at the same time, she felt scared. He's not the usual one. She thought and had lost her appetite for anything.
He's merciless, even more than Scott. He looks so gentle and charming, but he has no pity for those guys at all. What if I anger him one day, and he will probably peel my skin off perfectly!
Brianna stared at him quietly.
Chris seemed to have guessed her thoughts. He said with a grin, "You are thinking too much. Don't you worry? I only treat certain men with cruelty. Women are to be loved."
Brianna tried to stay as calm as she could and accepted the orange. "Thanks." She took a small bite and watched him now and then.
Chris met her gaze and spoke gently. "What's your name?"
"Brianna," Brianna said briefly. She felt very uncertain about him, which actually frightened her. He could be so gentle yet so cruel at the same time! "Mr. Butler, err...Chris, thank you very much for saving me. I shall return this great favor one day. May I leave now?"
"You still need a few more days to recover."
"It's ok. I can rest at home. You've already helped me a lot."
"Alright," Chris said and snapped his fingers.
A bodyguard came in. "Yes, Mr. Butler?"
"Take her home," Chris said and stood up to leave. "There's a dress ready for you in the closet." He added.
"Thank you."
When Brianna saw the dress, she hesitated. It was a Channel. It must cost at least five thousand dollars. It's too expensive. But if I don't wear it, what am I to wear then? I can't go home in this pajama. She glanced around the closet and noticed that all Chris's clothing was of posh brands and limited editions.
He is probably even wealthier than Scott, but Scott was known as the most powerful and richest man in Las Vegas. Who is this Chris Butler? How come I have never heard of him.
When Brianna walked out of the house into the garden, she was amazed by the beauty and size of the place. She glanced around and gazed at the grand and beautiful mansion with a huge garden where colorful flowers were blooming eagerly.
Before Brianna got into the car, Chris gestured to one of the bodyguards, and he took out a black ribbon to cover Brianna's eyes. "I hope you understand. We can't reveal the location and route to Butler Mansion."
"I see. No problem."
As Brianna was to get into the car, Chris suddenly put one arm around her waist and lifted her chin up with his long slim fingers. He smiled as he gazed at her. "I seem to be falling in love with the way you look. Your face is..." He paused, then said, "I wonder if I can kiss your lips."
My face? Again? Do I remind him of the girl Sol as well? I wonder how special she is. Brianna thought. She wanted to shake her head and say no, but then she was worried that declining his request would cause her trouble. She only wanted to leave the place now. So she nodded.
To her surprise, he merely pecked a gentle kiss on her forehead and let her go.
Some Hindi mystical music was playing in the car. Brianna found it rather hypnotizing and soon fell into a deep sleep. When she awoke, they had already arrived in the city center. The car pulled over outside a café near The Anderson Corporation.
"We have arrived." The driver said and helped take off the ribbon for Brianna. As soon as Brianna got out of the car, he nodded at her before driving off instantly and disappearing into the bustling traffic.
Brianna was thinking of calling Scott to see whether he was at the company or at home looking after Jacob. Yet as she opened her bag to fish out her phone, she suddenly remembered that she had called Scott before she went to Turn On Bar and her phone battery died. She had been gone for three days. How should I explain to him what has happened? Did he send someone to the Turn On Bar that night? The company is just a few minutes walk away. I might as well go and see if he is there.
When she arrived at the gate, she saw Sophia and Scott coming out, followed by their bodyguards.
Brianna paused. Sophie seemed shocked to see Brianna while Scott looked distant and cold. Brianna could sense the restrained anger in him, and she quickly put on a cheerful smile and greeted them. "Scott, Sophia. How are you?"
Scott looked away into the distance, offering no reply. Sophia smiled and said mockingly, "Brianna, who's this lucky man? You spent three days with him and didn't even send Scott a message. It looks like that man has stolen your heart."
"Wait, how did you know the man saved me?"
"Ha-ha. Don't you know that my brother owns the bar? I know everything. Lots of people saw a good-looking guy in a white shirt help you and Angela Davis. Saying that it's really strange as no one has ever seen him visit the bar before, and he just happened to show up that night. What's even stranger is that he has left not a trace. The cameras in the corridor, the lift, and the gate were all broken. It's like they just appeared from nowhere and disappeared into nowhere."
"Strange." Brianna listened with her eyes wide open.
"Don't pretend! Who's that man? Where were you?"
Brianna was grateful that Chris had saved her and Angela, and she understood that he did not want anyone to know about him. Brianna decided not to reveal anything, and she hardly knew anything about him anyway.