"Yeah." Cara nodded slightly in response.
He had his sight locked on this particular gown the moment he saw it, thinking that it suited her a lot.
It seemed like he was right.
Braylee scratched her ear and returned the compliment. "You look very handsome too, Mr. Cara."
She did not say that out of courtesy. In fact, after dressing up, he looked even more dashing than before, emanating a dignified aura.
Connor will look like him when he grows up, right?
As she thought about it, a keen smile appeared on Braylee's face.
Cara was pleased by her compliment. However, when he suddenly spotted her smile and the way she looked at him, the atmosphere around him instantly turned cold.
Who does she see in me?
Sean?
Noticing something amiss with him, Braylee quickly returned to her senses and asked confusedly, "What's wrong, Mr. Cara?"
"Nothing." He brushed past her coldly and headed toward the lift lobby.