My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 320

Chapter 320: Chapter 320: Manning Up?

With that, he smoothly got back into his car and started the engine, ready to leave.

Damien Vaughn stepped forward and grabbed his arm through the open window.

"Did you drink a lot last night? You still haven’t sobered up. It’s not safe to drive. I’ll have someone take you home."

"I’m perfectly sober! I know what I’m doing and what I’m saying! You don’t think I’m talking nonsense, do you?"

"That’s not what I meant. I’m genuinely worried about your safety."

Fine, then. Brandon Jacobs got out of the driver’s seat and moved to the back.

"I am pretty tired. I’m going to get some sleep."

A driver took him away. Damien Vaughn watched the car’s taillights disappear, no longer in the mood for his run. With a grim expression, he called Elsa.

It was the first time he had ever called her this early, and Elsa’s tone was harsh.

"You disturbed my sleep."

"I’m sorry. But I need to talk to you."

"If this is about your friend, there’s no need. I made myself perfectly clear yesterday. Damien, I can’t believe you’d call me over something like this."

Damien Vaughn understood her meaning and her reservations. He also understood the impact Brandon Jacobs’s actions had on her.

He actually supported Elsa’s approach. ’Perhaps they both shared a core of cold-hearted ruthlessness that others found hard to understand.’

But as a long-time friend, he truly felt for Brandon Jacobs.

"I understand what you mean, which is why we need to talk."

He tried to persuade Elsa, but she was more stubborn than he imagined and hung up on him.

’Then I’m sorry, Brandon. Better to rip the bandage off quickly. You need to accept reality as soon as you can.’

Damien Vaughn became busy again, as always, and three more days quickly passed.

Tonight was the night Damien Vaughn was scheduled to see Elsa, but he hadn’t arranged for a new male model. He needed to talk with her.

After lulling Cecelia Archer to sleep, he got in his car and left.

The moment he reached the gate, he saw Brandon Jacobs already waiting.

Damien Vaughn knew it was useless to say anything more to Brandon Jacobs. ’Let him clear the air with Elsa face-to-face.’

’I just hope bringing him along again on my own won’t make Elsa fly into a rage.’

The two men followed the familiar route to the villa and let themselves in. As usual, Elsa was already waiting.

As expected, she was furious when she saw Brandon Jacobs.

Without a word, she stood up from the sofa and turned to head upstairs, but Brandon Jacobs rushed over and grabbed her hand.

"Elsa!"

Elsa violently shook him off, her tone frigid.

"You’re starting to disgust me. I feel harassed, and I find you more and more unacceptable!"

"No! I came here to tell you I’ll do it your way!"

But Elsa had no intention of listening and still tried to leave. In a panic, Brandon Jacobs wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her onto his shoulder.

"What are you doing? Are you insane? Put me down!"

No matter how cold or domineering she was, she was still a woman, with not even a tenth of Brandon Jacobs’s strength.

She kicked and struggled against his shoulder, but it didn’t faze him in the slightest.

Brandon Jacobs carried her straight into the room, locked the door behind him, and tossed her onto the bed. Then he unzipped his pants.

’Heh, decided to act like a man now?’

Elsa didn’t move. She watched him coldly, waiting to see just how much of a "man" he would be. To her surprise, under her watchful gaze, Brandon Jacobs mimicked her previous actions. He put on a pair of gloves and walked over to the machine.

He skillfully collected his own sample, added the reagent, placed it in the machine, and pressed the start button.

Then he turned back, his eyes fixed on Elsa as he peeled off the gloves.

"It can do its thing, and we’ll do ours."

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