Chapter 25

“Good evening, Miss Brianna,” he greeted with a toothy smile. “I just forgot to give you this,” he said, then lifted up the red wine on his right hand.

My brows furrowed as I stared at it. It's my favorite wine, but I certainly am not gonna drink that.

“Why are you giving me that?” I queried.

His eyes widened a little, but he quickly recovered and lifted the corner of his mouth, “Ah, no. I mean Mr. Rodriguez forgot to give you this,” he corrected then chuckled.

I stared at him cautiously. I had a feeling that he was lying. However, I didn't voice out my skepticism only because I didn't want to make this conversation long.

Nodding my head, I said straightforwardly, “Please tell Mr. Rodriguez that he didn't have to give me all these. I'm only accepting it now out of politeness, but I won't appreciate it next time”

Damien looked taken aback at what I had said. He probably didn't expect me to say it, but I'm not someone who pretends that I like those things for I know it won't end.