After hanging up the phone, Brandan completely lost the mood to look at the documents. He slightly furrowed his brow and leaned back in the office chair.
He knew where Iris Harris had gone.
But he was very, very unhappy that she went to see that person.
That person's intentions towards her were blatantly obvious; he didn't believe Iris couldn't see it.
Thinking about this, a layer of gloom rose in Brandan's heart.
He could accept Iris throwing a little tantrum at him, but he couldn't accept her going to see William Moore.
He stared at his phone, his gaze heavy.
Maybe he should make it clear to her what his bottom line was.
He couldn't accept her showing friendliness to another man.
He was a normal man, and he couldn't accept his wife behaving overly intimately with another male.
If he put it that way, would she understand?
Brandan lowered his eyes, thinking faintly, then slightly tightened his fingers.
He had to admit.
Right now, he was very angry.
