Chapter 470

Brandon had been there for a long time, but he still had not seen Alexander‘s fiancee. He had tried so
hard to enter Alexander‘s house, but why had he not seen her yet? Were they not living together?
Brandon continued to look around the house but failed to notice a single woman. At that moment,
Alexander stood up and said, “Feel free to make yourself at home.”

Brandon was confused as he noticed Alexander was walking toward the other side of the house and
rolling up his sleeves. Brandon was not sure what Alexander wanted to do.

“Where are you going? How am I supposed to make myself at home? Can I look around your rooms?
C–Can I walk around?” He asked, testing the waters. He knew he might bump into Alexander‘s fiancee
if Alexander allowed him to roam. He did not even have to meet her in person, as a photo of them
together would also suffice.

“As long as you‘re not afraid of setting off the alarm, then feel free to roam around,” Alexander said
without turning back and continued on his way to the kitchen.

Brandon remained silent as he remembered the feeling of being electrocuted. He was worried he might
suffer some side effects after that incident, so he was unwilling to take the risk.

Alex is so paranoid. Who does something like installing an electric fence in their own home?!

For his safety, Brandon decided to follow Alexander closely. He was shocked when Alexander entered
the kitchen and put on an apron. “Y–You...” He could not even form a proper sentence. The shock he
felt was even more than when he got electrocuted. He would have taken out his cell phone, taken a
picture of Alexander, and posted it on Facebook if he were not afraid for his life or maybe destroying his
family‘s business. Still, it was a historical moment that Brandon knew he had to remember.



‘Alexander Russell, director of La Beaute Group, the head of the Russell family, one of the country‘s
top four most influential families, is in an apron, preparing to cook.’

If Brandon posted this photo online, he was sure it would create an uproar. Sadly, this was all just his
imagination. He dared not do it as he still valued his life.

Alexander had expected Brandon to react this way, so he glanced at him and instructed, “Since you‘re
just standing around doing nothing, you might as well make yourself useful. Open the fridge‘s second
compartment and bring me some tomatoes.”

“Oh, okay!” Brandon immediately carried out what Alexander had instructed after coming to his senses.
He was once again surprised by how well–stocked Alexander‘s fridge was. His own fridge was also
well–stocked, but mostly with instant meal packs and junk food. Alexander‘s fridge, on the other hand,
had a lot of fresh ingredients like fruits, vegetables, and meat. They were all well–packed and
separated into different packages. There were even supplements and some expensive ingredients in
his fridge.

It was a fridge that was owned by someone who would often cook. Yet, it was still surprising that
Alexander did his own cooking

As Brandon handed Alexander the tomatoes, he could not help but add, “What happened to your
private chef? Is he dead?”


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