Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 104

Outside the Brents ancestral hall.

Alan knelt there motionless, drenched by the heavy rain. Although the weather was not cold, the

coolness after the heavy rain made him shiver a little.

However, he still did not waver, kneeling straight on his knees.

Mrs. Brent walked over and stood beside him and asked coldly, "Are you going to keep kneeling like

this?"

"Yes," Alan replied.

Mrs. Brent was so angry that his face turned green and he reached out to slap him, but when he saw

his stubborn face, he held it back.

"I told you to leave Lancaster, no matter where you go, it's better than staying here. Why don't you

listen? If you want, I can arrange for you to go abroad immediately and leave from afar. You can go

anywhere you want," Mrs. Brent said fiercely.

Alan looked up at her coldly and asked, "Why are you so afraid of me staying here? Is it because you

think of my mother when you see me? Of the sins you committed?"

Mrs. Brent gritted his teeth and said angrily, "What's the good of you being so stubborn with me?"

Alan smiled bitterly, lowered his eyes indifferently, and looked straight ahead.

In front of it was the Brents ancestral hall, which housed the tablets of the past generations of the

Brents. No matter how the world changes, some rules and traditions will not change.

For example, this temple of the Brents, for example, was carved on a tablet after someone died. For

example, the son and grandson, for example... A person like him would not be recorded on the family

tree if he died.

"Kneel here!" Mrs. Brent snorted, then turned and left.

It was getting darker and darker, and Alan was still kneeling.

The sound of Mrs. Brent's footsteps leaving was like stepping on his heart. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

He remembered that many years ago, he and his mother had been caught, and this woman had also

stepped over. Noble and elegant, his red lips parted slightly and said to Mr. Brent, "According to the

rules, he cannot be a threat to Franklin."

So, he was picked up and prepared to drown in the water.

"No, he's my son." His mother screamed and jumped on him, snatching his tiny body away.

"If you want to save him, you will die for him. There is only one between you. You choose."

"Alan, live well." His mother gently touched his face and looked at the boy who looked like him. She

jumped into the cold water.

When her mother was rescued again, she was already stiff and swollen. He didn't know that his mother

could be so ugly at times that he didn't dare to look at her.

"Mother, tell me, should I leave?" Alan murmured.

Many years ago, when I think of it again, my heart still hurts.

Alan couldn't help but cover himself and finally fell to the side with a plop.

Jason rushed over and saw Alan lying on the ground with a cold body.

He was startled and hurried over to check, only to find that he had fainted and heaved a sigh of relief.

He quickly called Franklin. Emily was asleep, and Franklin quietly walked to the balcony with his phone.

"What is it?"

"Master Alan has fainted," Jason reported.

Franklin was silent for a moment and said slowly, "Take him to the hospital!"

"After that..."

"Forget it." Franklin glanced at the bed and said faintly, "That's it. Let him go back to work. But you

warned him not to provoke the wrong people in the future."

"Yes," Jason agreed.

Hanging up the phone, Franklin let out a sigh.

After standing on the balcony for a while, she went back to bed and lay down.

As soon as he lay down, Emily leaned over.

Franklin curled her lips, lowered her head and kissed her on the top of her hair, then closed her eyes.

The next day, Emily woke up and blushed when he saw Franklin.

Franklin opened her eyes and saw Emily looking at her with a red face.

"What's wrong?" Franklin asked in surprise.

Emily was stunned and quickly shook his head, "It's okay."

Then he got out of bed and ran into the bathroom.

Franklin frowned, closed his eyes and lay down for a while before getting up.

After washing up, the two of them went down to breakfast together. Emily couldn't look straight at him.

He was always peeking, and it was so weird that Franklin got goosebumps.

"What's wrong with you?" Franklin asked impatiently.

"Well... How was yesterday?" Emily asked shyly.

Franklin was taken aback and said, "Mmm, not bad."

"Are you in a good mood?" Emily asked quickly.

"Can't you tell?" Franklin looked at her with a smile.

Emily smiled shyly and said, "About Alan..."

"That's it this time! Jason sent him to the hospital last night, and we won't pursue it again."

"Ah, he went to the hospital? What happened?" Emily asked in surprise.

Franklin's face darkened and he said coldly, "Don't look at him. Don't even think about it. If you go, I'll

punish him to kneel in the ancestral hall."

"All right, all right. If you don't go, you won't go. You're so stingy." Emily snorted.