Brandon flicked the cigarette butt on the bed and smiled, "You are worse than me. If you hadn't stabbed me and put all the blame on me, I would have not been in prison and bullied for a whole year. If my father hadn't worked hard to find me, I would have lost my life. Nathan Li, who is despicable, you or me? "
After saying that, Brandon took a drag on his cigarette and exhaled the smoke. As the smoke drifted away, his delicate face, which was pretending to be innocent, was extremely distorted at this moment.
Jordan covered his chest and took a deep breath. Then he said, "Okay, since you want to stay here, I can promise you, but you have to promise me one condition. You can't hurt Crystal. Otherwise, I don't recommend stabbing you again. I won't let you have a chance to live this time."
Brandon flicked the cigarette ash and smiled, "Hey, bro, are you threatening me? Well, it seems that you still don't understand what I mean. "
Then, Brandon threw away the cigarette butt, put his hands in his pockets, walked leisurely to Jordan's side, and whispered in his ear, "Professor Jordan, I hope you can understand that this game is not up to you, but me. Since the moment I came back, we have been in the same boat. Of course, if you want to die, I won't stop you. You can go to the police station to report. I am an escaped criminal, Morris.
Of course, once I am put in jail, you, the number two accomplice, will also be sent to prison with me. You can be burnt to ashes with me, but at that time, your child Tyron Luo will have to suffer. Oh, I heard that your sister-in-law took good care of your son and almost treated him as her own son. How about this. If your son has a car accident by accident. How sad your sister-in-law should be.
As for you, Professor Jordan, I heard that you were infertile because of drug abuse that year. That is to say, Tyron is your only son. You have to leave a queen for your family anyway!
So, Professor Jordan,
I'm sorry. I have something else to do. If you want to talk, the cleaning ladies are resting now. You can have a chat with them and learn something about the orphanage."
Hearing that, Brandon's bright eyes darkened. He shrugged and said, "Well, let's talk about it another day. Crystal, you can go ahead with your work."
Crystal nodded, smiled without saying anything, turned around and left.
Watching Crystal's receding figure.
A hint of coldness flashed through Brandon's innocent eyes, and he slowly clenched his hands.
Crystal, you will be mine sooner or later!
At this time, Crystal, who had left the inner courtyard, did not really leave. She hid in the corner and observed Brandon's movements through the crack in the corner.
It was not until Brandon left that Crystal came out.
She took out her phone and dialed Toby's number. "Toby, investigate a person."
After hanging up the phone, Crystal sat on the swing again.
She saw the change of Brandon just now. He clenched his hands, which meant that he was very angry at that time, but his face was still innocent, which meant that he was hiding his true thoughts.
As for anger? Crystal didn't say anything against him just now. How could he be angry?
So the only explanation was that Crystal's refusal made Brandon angry.