I Become A CEO After Divorce

Chapter 1141: One In A Million

Chapter 1141: One in a Million

Upon hearing Sandy's words, Tiffany first froze, then quickly responded after processing the situation.

She promptly shook her head, "No, the easier something is to get, the easier it is to take for granted.

Don't worry, we discussed it last night, and the timing is just right. We won't miss the auspicious

moment."

Sandy: "... Aren't you worried that your brother will hold you accountable later?"

Tiffany shook her head, "No worries. Worst case scenario, I'll slip away secretly later. He won't actually

come to our house. That would make him look pathetic!"

Sandy chuckled, "Right, right, you're absolutely right. Well, you guys guard the door well. Don't let them

in easily!"

Tiffany nodded, "Don't worry about that. As long as they don't force their way in, they won't get in."

Sandy affirmed with a hum, "You guys are amazing!"

Tiffany chuckled slyly and joined the group blocking the door.

Sandy sat on the edge of the bed, typing a message to Brandon on her phone: [Brandon, do you know

what bribery is?]

Brandon's response came quickly: [Yeah.]

Sandy: [Have you ever thought about bribing these girls a little for your convenience?]

After Sandy sent this message, there was silence from Brandon's end for a while.

However, someone outside shouted, "Give red envelopes? How much?"

Another person outside called out a phone number, "Just add us on WeChat and send it privately!"

Soon, the group of girls added the WeChat accounts based on phone numbers.

Faintly, Sandy heard Anthony's voice, "Brandon! Have you gone mad?"

Sandy suddenly guessed what Brandon had done. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Then, one of the girls inside exclaimed excitedly, "Wow! Such a generous offer!"

"What's your amount?"

"Six hundred sixty!"

"Eight hundred eighty!"

"Nine hundred ninety-nine!"

"One thousand two hundred!"

All the amounts were auspicious numbers.

By the time it was Tiffany's turn, the amount had reached eleven thousand.

One in a million.

Tiffany was the last one. After receiving the red envelope, she naturally couldn't keep blocking the door.

She opened the door, and the people outside rushed in. Brandon led the way.

As soon as he entered, Brandon headed towards Sandy. Before he reached Sandy, someone from

behind gave him a push. Brandon stumbled and knelt in front of Sandy.

Instinctively, Sandy reached out to help Brandon up. "Are you okay?"

Brandon chuckled at Sandy, "I'm fine."

Sandy let go of his hand, watching him kneel on one knee.

"Sandy, I've come to marry you."

Sandy had thought she would follow the conventional script to a certain extent.

But as soon as Brandon's words fell, Sandy got up from the bed and reached for Brandon's hand. "I

understand. Let's hurry home."

Brandon: "..."

Others: "..."

Brandon had prepared a lot to say, but he didn't expect Sandy's reaction to be like this.

So for a moment, Brandon knelt there, not knowing how to react.

Others were also stunned by Sandy's sudden move.

Eventually, Anthony broke the silence. He looked at Brandon, then at Sandy, and said slowly, "How

about... you come home with me?"

Brandon was the first to react this time. He glared at Anthony, "What are you thinking? Get lost!"

Anthony touched his nose, "I just thought Sandy might feel a bit awkward."

Brandon snorted, then took Sandy's hands in his, "Sandy, let's go home."

The planned games were canceled due to Sandy's impatience.

"Shouldn't he be carrying you?" someone in the crowd shouted.

This time, Brandon reacted quickly. He turned as if afraid someone would beat him to it and simply

lifted Sandy into his arms.

Sandy instinctively wrapped her arms around Brandon's neck. "Slow down!"

"Sure!" Brandon agreed verbally, but his steps didn't slow down at all.

He was almost running.

"Who would have thought that an old man like him still had such energy! Impressive!" Anthony was

closer to Brandon and Sandy, so he leisurely walked beside them and made this teasing comment.

Brandon ignored Anthony and spoke softly to Sandy, "Sandy, stay away from young and unattractive

guys like him in the future, okay?"

Sandy glanced at Anthony's face upon hearing this, then nodded earnestly, "Sure, I know. But guys

who are young and unattractive like him, I'm not interested in them. After all, you're better-looking than

Mr. Hawkins."

As Sandy spoke, Anthony couldn't help but make a choking sound upon hearing her words. He looked

at Sandy as if to say, "When did you start having problems with your eyes?"

But seeing Sandy protectively holding Brandon's arm, Anthony controlled his laughter, shook his head

slightly, and said, "Yeah, even though I'm young, I'm not as good-looking as Mr. Hawkins."

Sandy nodded, "True."

After that, Sandy looked at Anthony and reassured, "But don't worry, you're young."

Sandy's words made Anthony chuckle.

Sometimes, certain things that weigh heavily on one's mind, despite lingering, slowly get put aside and

concealed bit by bit, almost imperceptibly.

Even if they were reluctant to let go, even if they were still unforgettable.

Brandon and Sandy's wedding could be considered a top-tier event. Practically anyone from the

entertainment industry who had any connection with Sandy or had acted with her was present.

In the business world, anyone who had cooperated with Brandon, even just a nodding acquaintance,

attended as well.

Brandon's intention in inviting them all was just to let everyone know he had married a woman he

deeply loved.

Sandy's intention was almost the same as Brandon's.

After the wedding proceedings were over, Brandon guided Sandy through toasting at each table.

With so many guests, Brandon couldn't possibly offer a drink to every person at every table. He had a

few groomsmen assist.

Even though Brandon had pushed his groomsmen to help, he still had quite a few drinks himself.

Before getting completely drunk, Brandon entrusted Sandy to Stella and requested her to take care of

Sandy well. He wanted Stella to make sure she got back to him intact in the evening.

Seeing Brandon looking a bit tipsy, Sandy worried, "Shouldn't you change your drink later?"

Brandon laughed, gently rubbing Sandy's head with his hand. He whispered, "No need,

I'm happy today."

Sandy was about to say something more, but Stella's voice interrupted, "Let him go. Someone will

watch over him. He'll definitely be brought back to you completely intact tonight."

With Stella's assurance, Sandy couldn't say much more. She could only quietly remind Brandon to take

it easy once again.

Brandon agreed, quickly kissed her lips, prompting teasing from the surrounding guests, then turned

and left.

"Alright, are these people going to devour him or what?" Stella looked at Sandy, who was eagerly

watching Brandon's back, and pulled her to sit beside her.