Chapter 225
In truth, Serena was even more endearing when she was drunk than he’d imagined.
Usually, she reminded him of an exquisite piece of porcelain–never doing anything excessive, as if she were following some predetermined program Beautiful and perfect, yes, but not quite real.
Drunk Serena was different. She felt hurt and wronged and wasn’t afraid to curse someone.
“What makes you think I’m angry?” Keith asked, a hint of helplessness creeping into his voice.
He’d always thought he was pretty dense regarding emotions, but Serena had him beat.
“Oh, you’re not mad? That’s a relief.” Serena exhaled deeply.
Seeing that Keith didn’t seem nearly as intimidating as her coworkers made him out to be, she figured they were probably just scared of having a boss around. When she thought about it that way, it made perfect sense.
Keith smiled, “Let’s drive home together
ter work tonight. I really wasn’t angry yesterday.”
Serena hesitated for a moment. She’d caught rides with him several times over the past several days, but usually only when no coworkers were around.
It was better to avoid any appearance of impropriety during regular hours.
“I think I’ll pass on the ride tonight.” She knew Keith didn’t care about office gossip, but Serena didn’t want
to
cause him more trouble than she already
had.
Setting down the afternoon tea, Serena turned and left the office, completely missing how Keith’s expression had darkened considerably. He thought, ‘She really doesn’t want anything to do with me?‘
He’d understood her reasoning before, but since he’d recognized his feelings, Keith didn’t want to accept it anymore.
He wanted Serena’s world to bear his mark, for them to be inseparable from now on–he didn’t care if others misunderstood.
Keith had fallen for Serena.
The office staff quickly discovered that Keith had become absolutely terrifying that afternoon.
He stormed through the building ruthlessly, tearing apart the department’s progress report and calling their proposal completely worthless.
“Mr. Brannon was brutal today,” coworkers whispered among themselves.
“I heard he made this huge guy from the next department over–had to be six feet tall–actually cry!”
“God, that’s terrifying. Thank goodness we didn’t have to present today.”
Overhearing these conversations, Serena found herself hesitating, wondering if the person she’d seen at lunch could possibly be the same Keith her colleagues described.
However, Graham emerged from the office with a different thought.
“Graham, are you heading to the report meeting now?” a colleague asked in a low voice. Graham couldn’t help but rub his temples in response.
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