Chapter 243 Brandonâs eyes trembled, his heart too. He looked away, not daring to look Savanna in the eyes.
Seeing that he did not answer, Savanna walked over and stood in front of him.
âShe is Chloe, Addysonâs daughter.
If you take her away like this, Addyson will hate you.
Besides, what will people think? Brandon, you keep saying that you love me, but your heart has always been with someone else.
How can I believe in your love?â Brandon felt as if all the blood in his body was flowing in reverse.
He was very panicked.
His voice trembled slightly.
He grabbed Savannaâs hand and interlocked his fingers with hers.
âMy feelings for you have never changed.
But there are some problems now.â Savanna heard the sound of her heart breaking.
Her last hope was extinguished.
She separated his fingers from Brandonâs one by one with difficulty.
âLast night, I asked if you were coming back.
You said you were working, but then I received this.â Savanna showed him the photos on the phone.
Brandon looked at her phone.
When he saw his blurry figure in the picture, his eyes suddenly tightened.
He knew who had taken the picture.
At that time, he had brought Tracy back to prison.
Tracy cut her wrist, begging him to stay.
He stood by the window in hesitation.
At that time, there were only two people in the room, he and Tracy.
Needless to say, Tracy took the photos.
Savanna stared at Brandonâs face, not wanting to miss any of his subtle expressions.
âTell me, is the room in the picture your office?â Brandon gulped, his heart beating faster.
No one could make a perfect lie.
Brandonâs throat tightened.
He explained in a hoarse voice, âShe is not Chloe.
You should have known.â Savanna felt that there was no need for her to hide anything now.
She sneered and admitted, âYes, I know that she is not Chloe but Tracy.
Back then, to get rid of the madhouse, Tracy feigned her death.â
Brandon said, âSavanna.
She didnât feign death.
She got into a car accident and almost died.
Her face was ruined because of the car accident.
Jimmy was on a business trip and saved her.
Jimmy took her back to Philadelphia and found the best plastic surgeon to fix her face.
She has suffered a lot.â Brandonâs voice was filled with sadness and pity.
Seeing that Savanna was unmoved, Brandon cleared his throat and said, âI know you hate her, but
she is my sister after all.
She hurt you in the past, but she had been punished.
She has wounds all over her body.
She is a patient now.â âWas it me who caused all that?â Savanna asked coldly.
Brandon choked.
âIt wasnât.
But I beg you, can you let her live? Canât you forgive her?â
âNo.â Savanna stared into Brandonâs eyes and spoke clearly.
âIâm not a saint.
I wonât treat the good and the bad equally.
She killed Seth, Winnie, and Betty.
In your eyes, these lives are nothing.
Brandon, you want me to let go of her because she is your younger sister.
But what about the other wasted lives? Arenât they precious?â Savannaâs attitude couldnât be clearer.
Brandon knew that he could not persuade Savanna.
So, he asked, âWhat do you want to do?â âSend her to prison.
Let the judge sentence her.â Brandon had a lot to say, but finally, he compromised.
âI will hand her over to the judge, but not now.â
Feeling that his words were too harsh, Brandon was afraid that Savanna would hate him.
So, he quickly added, âShe is too weak now.
After she recovers for a period of time, I will send her away.
She wouldnât show up in Philadelphia again.
She will no longer appear in your life.
Is that okay?â Seeing Brandonâs unyielding attitude, Savanna felt that there was no need to communicate with him.
âUp to you.
Anyway, you are rich and powerful.
I couldnât possibly change your mind.â With that, Savanna grabbed a pillow and turned to leave.
Brandon grabbed her arm and stopped her from leaving.
âWhere are you going?â âI feel disgusted to see you.
I donât want to be in the same room as you.â
Savannaâs words were merciless, like a sharp arrow piercing Brandonâs heart.
The dense pain hit
his limbs.
âSavanna.â Brandon gritted his teeth.
âDo you know why I left in a hurry this morning?â
Brandon continued before Savanna replied, âBecause Lucasâ people wanted to kill her.
I think you know the reason.â Savanna narrowed her eyes and looked coldly at Brandon.
âYes, I told Lucas personally that she was not Chloe.â Brandon couldnât suppress the anger in his chest.
He roared, âYou know that he canât accept Chloeâs death.
You have to tell him just to make him deal with Tracy.
Your goal has been achieved.
This morning, Tracy almost died.â If he hadnât arrived in time, Tracy would have been tortured to death by the group of men in black.
âWhatâs wrong? Do you feel bad?â Savanna held back the tears in her eyes as she asked.
âShe is my sister.
Shouldnât I feel bad? What are you jealous about?â Brandon was extremely
agitated.
Savanna smiled.
âJealous? Do you think you are worthy of it, Brandon?â âI am against her because she is a terrible person.
She is a lunatic.
However, she must be punished after killing people.
She canât escape the law.
Brandon, listen.
No matter how you protect her, I will kill her with all my might.â
Savanna shook off Brandonâs hand and left with the pillow.
Brandon looked at the door that was slammed shut with a bang.
His heart raced.
The veins on his
hands were bulging.
Bang.
Brandon smashed a porcelain vase.
He was so angry.
âWhy are you smashing things?â A soft voice came from the little guy at the door.
Brandon looked at Mandel, who took after Savanna.
His lips were red from illness.
Brandon did not
know what to say.
Mandel said, âYou made Savanna angry.
If she leaves, I will be angry with you.â âHmph.â Mandel slammed the door, turned around, and left.
Brandon looked at the shaking door, feeling that he was about to explode.
That night, after Mandel fell asleep, Savanna went to the bar.
Colorful wine bottles reflected in her lowered eyes.
She tapped on the wine bottle and muttered, âOne, two, three, four â¦
tenâ¦â After drinking ten bottles, weirdly, she, a bad drinker, was not drunk.
The bar was noisy, Sayanna could not hear the ringtone.
She looked down and saw the phone screen lit up.
It was Lizeth calling.
Savanna hung up the phone, planning to continue drinking.
Several handsome men came to strike up a conversation but were all driven away by her.
âBeauty, do you want to dance?â Savanna was about to refuse, and when she turned her head, she saw a familiar and handsome male face under the light.
Savannaâs eyes curved as she said, âLeo? âWhy are you here?â
Leo looked at her with deep affection and infatuation.
âIâve always been in Philadelphia.
I just didnât dare to disturb you, soâ¦â Leo didnât want to disturb her life.
Because, the last time he called, it was Brandon who answered the phone.
It was obvious that Brandonâs warning worked on Leo.
Brandon did not allow him to approach Savanna, so he could only watch from afar and protect her.
In the end, Brandon used to be his boss, so Leo respected him.