"Savanna, let's go." Brandon held Savanna by the hand. "Since Ms. Shone doesn't want to see us here, let's make out at home."
"Come on! Be serious!" Savanna complained. Then, she tugged at Brandon's sleeve. "Hey, my bag!"
This suit looks expensive and feels good. It must be of the best quality, Savanna thought.
"Brandon, take off your suit after we get home. You send it back to Mr. Orwell after I dry clean it," Savanna said as she took her bag.
To pretend to be Finn, I will have to bring more and more of his stuff home. I can't return his stuff every time, Brandon thought.
Brandon thought for a moment and then said with fake indifference, "Isn't it just a suit? I help him earn a lot of money through this project, so he can buy tens of thousands of suits."
"They are two different matters," Savanna said with a serious face.
Brandon admired her seriousness. He said with a smile, "Okay. Fine. Got you. You are the boss."