Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 656

I was so angry that I stared at him, my heart had already cursed him a hundred times, not bothering to pay attention to him, huffing and puffing up the second floor room, sitting and sulking by themselves.

The sound of something being smashed came from downstairs, and I thought Brady was really inexplicable, so I simply covered up under the covers and didn't bother with him.

After lying down for a long time, my stomach rumbled out. I hadn't eaten much all day today, so I thought I could have a meal at Majorie's place, but I didn't want to be messed up by Brady, the psycho.

I was torn for a while, I still went downstairs to get some food, which if I continue to be hungry, I think I may have insomnia at night.

In the kitchen, Brady's nanny didn't seem to come over, but the refrigerator had a lot of fruits and vegetables, so I looked around and finally had no choice but to cook a noodle.

However, before I could sit down and prepare to eat, Brady came in and didn't feel the least bit redundant and ate my cooked noodles directly, I was just about to die from his anger.

She stared at him angrily, almost yelling out, "Brady, can you have some face, I cooked this noodle, I haven't even eaten it yet, you've had enough!"

As if nothing had happened, he took a few bites of noodles and looked at me and said, "These ingredients are from my house, can't I eat them?"

I am speechless, watching him eat peacefully, if not can not hit people, I really will not resist beating him up at this time.

But in the end, it is a person under the roof, had to the low, I admit it.

Cooked a new one, Brady finished eating, a serious face looking at me, extra concentration, I was a little confused, looking at him, twitched the corner of the eye, a time to protect the noodles in front of him, looked at him and said, "Brady, you have already eaten, this one is mine."

He looked at me, his gaze a little cold, "Eat your, stingy."

After saying that, he went straight upstairs. Looking at this man, I always felt that he was a bit strange.

But not much is said about it.

After eating the noodles, I cleaned up a bit, the sky has darkened, it has been three or four hours, I do not know how Dennis, Jimmy still has not called.

After waiting for a while holding the phone, or not waiting for a call, I did not resist calling the phone directly, but the phone was not even dialed, a call came in.

It's Jimmy's.

I picked up the phone, and without waiting for the other side to speak, I said, "Uncle Jimmy, did you find out what's going on with Dennis?"

The caller hesitated for a moment and said, "Princess, the information we found out is that those people did not take Mr. George away that night, but brought Mr. George to the neighborhood, asked some questions and then shot him directly, the body, you should go back to the police station to take a look again, it may really be Mr. George's. ."

Suddenly the sky spun, I watched everything around me rotate, and even all began to replicate countless identical objects, moist tears flowed into my mouth, tasted a little salty, but how could it be!

I looked at the man, hands clenched, although the heart accumulated praise a lot of anger, but still held back, spoke, "Thank you Uncle Jimmy , bring him in to ask a good question!"

Jimmy nodded and led him into the villa.

Brady crossed his legs, sitting idly on the sofa, looking at the man Jimmy brought in, raised his eyebrows and said, "You can ah, the head have brought, work efficiency ah, really the Lewis family people, admire!"

Jimmy raised his eyebrows, signaled the two men to bring the man directly to Brady, looked at Brady and said, "Mr. Jenks, the man is here, do you need us to go back?"

Brady laughed out, "how good is that, no need to avoid, I ask a few questions on the line, a moment yourprincess also continue to ask, I quickly!"

Jimmy didn't speak up, just mmm'd.

Brady bent down close to the man, narrowed his eyes and laughed, "Brother, people are here, I ask what you say, or suffer a little flesh is a small thing, accidentally lost his life, it is a big deal."

"Mr. Jenks is threatening me?" The man looked at Brady with a frank face, without the slightest fear on his face, but not at all the cultivation of a prisoner.

Brady for his words, not the slightest interest, just shrugged his shoulders, "not really, Macao every year inexplicably fade away a lot of people, the police are too busy, like you have little background, died, but also can only contact your parents wife, maybe a someone to get you killed not to relieve the hatred, and finally implicate your family may also say. "