Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 648

Brady swept him with extra disgust, got up and pulled off the square towel on his chest to wipe his hands, kicked the wretched Bobby on the ground with some disgust and said with disgust, "Get lost and don't appear in front of me in the future!"

Bobby heard him and rolled away from the ground.

I breathed a sigh of relief, looked around and thought I'd have to take a taxi back in a while, otherwise it wouldn't be very safe.

Brady rubbed his long, slender fingers, turned to look at me and spoke, "Need a ride back?" Obviously the implication was for me to hurry up and leave.

I shook my head in a hurry, "No, thank you!"

Then I was ready to go in the direction I had come, but Brady, somehow, was following me, and I was a little confused, and looked back at him, and looked at him a little unintelligently and said, "Mr. Jenks still has something to do?"

He gave me a blank look and spoke, "You're the only one who can go down this road?"

I shook my head, "That's not true!"

He shrugged his shoulders, "That won't do."

I sighed, I couldn't help but feel that this person was extraordinarily strange, walked a block, heard the phone ringing, it was my phone, but apparently no longer ringing on me.

I looked around before I responded that my bag was on the two beaters behind Brady.

The two thugs got a look from Brady and took my phone out of my bag, and when I turned back to get it, Brady took it.

I couldn't help but stare at him with wide eyes and see her pick up the phone with a blank face and say into it, "Mr. George, hello, it's Brady!"

Dennis's phone.

"Brady, what are you doing?" I got a little angry, how can this person be so bottomless, this is my phone, how can he just pick up someone's phone?

I was going to grab it, but he held the phone up high. I don't know what Dennis said on the other side of the phone, but Brady hung up the phone and looked at me condescendingly and said, "Want to grab it?"

I held my anger, "Brady, this phone is mine, didn't your mother ever teach you how to handle people? Don't you know that you can't touch other people's things without their permission?"

Noting his gloomy and scary expression, I couldn't help but collect my blush and look at him with some fear.

"Pop!" My phone was unceremoniously thrown to the ground by him, because the force was too strong, was smashed in pieces, I was a little heartbroken my phone, every time they are not normal death, follow me too poor.

I was so frightened by his sudden anger that I didn't dare to say a word and froze looking at him, somewhat confused.

He narrowed his eyes, obviously forcing himself to suppress his anger, "My mother didn't teach me how to handle people, so what? Hmm? What? Do you still want to teach?"