Chapter 129

Why Do You Marry Me?

Savanna started talking. After she finished, she put the documents in front of Brandon. She sounded
formal.

“Mr. Cassel, please take a look.”

Brandon‘s lowered eyes happened to fall on her slender fingers on the document.

He thought that this pair of hands had once touched his chest. The night before she went to prison, she
was as enthusiastic as fire...

Brandon‘s Adam‘s apple rolled, and he suppressed his excitement. When he opened the document, he
asked, “L&S Limited, did you invent the name?”

“No, it was Lucas‘ idea. He said he liked this name.”

Savanna answered truthfully.

You sounded close! he thought.

His heart was even more bitter than the coffee in his mouth.

Brandon looked up after browsing through all the information. His eyes had long been sieged by
loneliness.

“Although the Davis family is strong, it‘s not unique in New York. The Cassel Group has many other
choices. The profit rate should be increased by three percent. Otherwise, this won‘t work”

That was Brandon, a business genius, the leader of the Cassel Group.



Savanna thought for a moment and smiled at him. “I‘m going to make a call and reply to you.”

Brandon spread out his hands, looking like he didn‘t mind.

Savanna left the office and called Lucas.

After listening to her report, Lucas gritted his teeth. “He is shrewd. The Cassel Group can get pure
profit without any bit of investment.”

Savanna reminded, “Lucas, Brandon is right. The Cassel Group has many choices.”

Lucas thought about it and agreed with what Savanna said. “Okay, then sign the contract with him!”

Savanna hung up the phone. When she went back to the office, Brandon was smoking. He was
handsome in the smoke. His lower jaw was sexy. He didn‘t have many expressions on his face.

“Were you calling Lucas?”

“Yes.” Savanna responded softly, “He agrees to your request.”

Brandon shook his cigarette and smiled, looking sharp. From the current situation, if the Davis Group
wanted to transfer the overseas assets back immediately, Lucas would agree even though Brandon
had asked for six or seven percent more profits.

According to the rumors, Lucas had been looking for partners everywhere recently.

“Sure.”

Brandon asked Jim to prepare the contract.

After a while, Jim brought the drafted contract to Brandon. Brandon read it and handed the contract to
Savanna.



Savanna looked at it and found nothing wrong. So, she signed the contract.

Savanna handed the contract back to Brandon. Brandon played with the pen on his fingertips but didn‘t
sign his name immediately

Amoment later, he said, “If the Cassel Group signed the project with your company, you must be the
one taking full control of the project.”

Brandon raised his eyes and looked at Savanna. “Don‘t misunderstand, and don‘t think too much. I just
don‘t trust others.”

At this urgent point, Savanna agreed without hesitation.

“Alright.”

Brandon took another puff. The smoke lingered around him. After a moment, he turned to Jim. “Set up
an office for Ms. Thompson in the Cassel Group. If there are any problems, it can be easy to
communicate at any time.”

This was equivalent to asking Savanna to come to work in the Cassel Group every day.

Jim looked at Savanna. Seeing that Savanna did not have any objections, he went to do it.

After Brandon signed the contract, Savanna picked it up and was about to leave. Brandon said,
“Savanna, can you tell me, why did you marry me back then?”

Why did she choose to marry him?

Savanna pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes drifting away. “I didn‘t know that the Cassel family gave
the Thompson Group 150 million dollars. Brandon, don‘t you know why I married you?”

She married him because she loved him, not because of money, or power.



The answer was self–evident.

Brandon felt excited when he heard her say that she liked him.

He suppressed his excitement and lowered his eyes as he said slowly, “What about now?”

The smile on Savanna‘s lips deepened. “To be exact, I liked you. The love was so strong that I was
depressed. But now, I have moved on. In the future, we are only friends.”

The word “friend” suddenly pulled away the distance between them.

It drew a river between them.

Savanna was right before Brandon‘s eyes. But He felt so distant from her.

“If there‘s nothing else I can do, I’m leaving.”

Savanna was about to leave when she caught a glimpse of the white gauze on Brandon‘s forehead.
She suddenly said, “Jim said you had a slight concussion.”

Seeing that Brandon want to take out another cigarette after throwing the previous one, Savanna
smiled sarcastically.

“Even though you love her, you don‘t have to hurt yourself like this.”

Brandon‘s hand that was holding a cigarette froze in midair.

Savanna left with a bang.

Savanna left with a bang.



Brandon raised his head and looked at the empty door with a trembling gaze. His brows were deeply
furrowed as he lowered his head and took a deep breath on his cigarette. The sorrow between his
brows was deep.

She said that even if he loved her, there was no need to hurt himself like this.

Brandon could not help but laugh.

The smell of nicotine spread in his mouth.

It was bitter and thick.

Was she saying that he loved Winnie?

However, in his heart, the deepest wound was left by Savanna.

She said that she no longer loved him. What did he miss five years ago?

What he missed was probably the deepest pain in his life.

Savanna, this name, had been repeated a thousand times in his heart, making him unable to sleep at
night.

At the entrance of the kindergarten, Kadyn stopped the car and got out of it. When he was leaning on
the car to light a cigarette, he heard a crisp sound.

“Kadyn.”

Kadyn raised his eyes and saw a little boy carrying a small red star bag and wearing a neat suit,
looking like a little prince walking out of the castle.

He stared at Kadyn without blinking his eyes.



Kadyn pinched the cigarette, threw it away, extinguished it with his foot, and called out, “Mandel.”

Kadyn pinched Mandel‘s face, took off the small bag on his shoulder, and motioned for him to get in the
car. Mandel slipped into the car. Kadyn closed the door, walked around the front of the car, and sat in
the driver‘s seat. The car quickly blended into the traffic.

Mandel lay on the operating table and looked at the crowded street outside. He smacked his lips.
“Kadyn, where are we going?”

As Kadyn drove, he freed her hand and rubbed Mandel‘s curly hair. “Wherever you want to go.”

Mandel‘s eyes suddenly lit up, “Can I have ice cream?”

“No problem.”

Kadyn sped towards the most prosperous commercial street in New York


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