Chapter 82. Maisie's Pregnancy

He raised his eyebrow, looked at Ivelle questioningly and paused before he asked again, "It is very unlikely of you to do this. So tell me, what's the matter?"

Upon hearing this, she couldn't help but stop. She smiled awkwardly and then asked, "Remember the last time I was on a business trip in City A?"

Brad nodded, opened the lunch box she brought and ate it. He was probably in the office all the time, so he looked a little tired.

Ivelle continued, "The night I asked you to pick up Maisie, did you take her back to the hotel and leave?"

Ivelle was not the type of person who could handle such confrontations. But at that moment, it was obvious that she was uncomfortable beating around the bush as she couldn't ask him directly.

Brad stopped from eating, looked at her with his black eyes and then said, "You are not fit to beat around the bush. So just say it, Ivelle."

Ivelle held her forehead as she felt a little stupid.

So she tri