Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 542

At this moment, Roger rushed directly to the Browns, the Browns' maids saw the car parked steadily in front of the gate from a distance, and then the car quickly stepped out of a person.

If the Browns stayed for more than ten years, there is no maid who does not know the person who came down from the car, and the housekeeper who was repairing the potted plants in the yard also saw the real thing, and in the next second could not care less about the other, and hurriedly threw down the shears in his hands to meet them.

"Mr. Scott," said the butler, standing respectfully in front of him and stopping his way.

He stood in front of him, inexplicably a little frightened, remembering that the last time Roger had appeared so imposingly in the Browns' yard was more than twenty years ago, when Logan's mother was still alive.

"Where's Cornel!?" Roger didn't have time to deal with him and opened the door.

"He, he ......"

"Where did he go?"

Faced with the stammering words of the butler, the fire in Roger's heart burned even brighter, "Butler, you and I have known each other for many years, you should know my temper!"

"Yes, yes ...... but you are making me really afraid to say it."

"Is that so?" Roger sneered and brushed him off without even thinking about it, "In that case, I won't impose myself, I'll find it myself!"

"Wait, wait!"

The butler reacted, but saw that Roger had already crossed him in stride, making him panic all of a sudden, and hurriedly called the maid to stop him.

But in the time he was still instructing, Roger has entered the main house, this time also said what to stop or not to stop, only to hurry into the house to stop people do not find trouble

"Cornel, Cornel!"

Roger rushed in and went straight to the living room and shouted inside the house, and the empty house kept hovering with his voice.

The butler hurriedly followed, "Mr. Scott, you're going to make a scene like that and make everyone look bad."

Roger gave him a sidelong glance, his face cold, "Ugly? Is it as ugly as what he, Cornel, has done!"

"Mr. Scott, you, what do you mean by that?" The butler was a little confused.

Roger wasn't going to explain to him, just said in a bitter voice, "Whatever, I just need to know where Cornel is, it's our business and we'll have to sort it out."

"But you are so reckless to find him, and I can't ......"

"Okay, I'm not going to argue with you, I'm going to reason with you, go get Cornel for me and tell him I'm here for him." Roger held up his hands as if he wasn't looking for a fight.

The steward saw this, and at that moment, he could not help but be more difficult.

Roger looked at him with a slightly unhappy face, "What, no?"

"No." The butler immediately shook his head.

Roger raised his eyebrows, "If it's nothing, then why won't you call Cornel out!"

"Mr. Scott, just don't give me a hard time, I'm just a little servant." The butler looked like he wanted to cry.