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Chapter 450
What?
Yanni stagnated because she had just arrived and did not see Brian enter Elena’s room.
Yanni looked at her own president and saw the president’s handsome face covered with clouds, and his body exuded a gloomy and cold breath, which made people scared.
“President, are you okay, should I stay with you?” Yanni always felt that her president was trying his best to endure this, and he was about to lose his temper again.
At this time, Holden stretched out his hand and took out the room card, “No, Secretary Yanni, you can go back.”
After speaking, Holden turned around and swiped his card, and entered his room.
In the presidential suite, Holden did not go in to take a bath. The room was dark and the lights were not turned on. The atmosphere was cold and depressing.
He sat on the sofa, drew a cigarette and dangled it on his thin l!ps, turned on the lighter with a “pop”, brought the jumping red flame to his l!ps and lit the cigarette, and he began to swallow the clouds.
Soon, the ashtray on the coffee table was full of cigarette butts. He smoked too fast, one by one, and a pack of cigarettes was empty.
Holden reached out for a cigarette again and found that he had brought a pack of cigarettes, and now there was no smoke.
The violent, bloodthirsty anger in his chest was paralyzed by the smell of nicotine. Now that he couldn’t touch anything on his hand, he leaned his head into the sofa, and his narrow eyes were full of scarlet.
When he opened and closed his eyes, there was the scene of Brian entering her room in mind. What are the two of them doing now?
He was already mentally prepared that she would meet a better boy in the future and be embraced by others, but when this moment really came, he actually felt so unbearable.
The tall and straight body stood up suddenly, he walked to open the door of the room, and then came to Elena’s door.
The door was still tightly closed, and Brian hadn’t come out yet.
Holden raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but his fingers suddenly stopped in midair, just like that.
His handsome eyelids drooped down, and soon he turned and left, returning to his room.
He took out the bottle of sleeping pills, opened the lid, poured a bunch in his palm, and swallowed them all.
He must take sleeping pills now, and if he doesn’t take them, he will become ill, and he is likely to rush in and do something to hurt her.
He can’t live without sleeping pills.
In the next room, Elena looked at Brian by the door, and the alert flashed in her bright pupils, “You…what are you doing?”
Brian looked at her guarding herself, and slightly curled his thin l!ps. He came to the table, opened the bag in his hand, and took out the mandala flower, “How can I stand outside? Bring this to you, the mandala flower has been there for me, Barona called me and asked to deliver it.”
Elena’s tense nerves relaxed. Although she believed in Brian’s character, she was shocked when he broke into her room like a lone man.
Elena stepped forward, the mandala flower was still beautiful and bright red.
“What do you want this for?” Brian asked suddenly.
“Oh, I want to do research on this. This is probably the only mandala flower in the world, and it was also given to me. I must take it away.” Elena moved the mandala flower to the balcony.
“Elena, you haven’t given up on Holden yet, have you?”
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