Chapter 130 Chapter 130: Millard, who had already dealt with the Sanderson family, acknowledged Brenton and quickly changed to a more respectful tone.
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Sanderson must be joking.
We have his sister in high esteem.
Mr.
Sanderson could this man, clearly here for his sister, to actually be of the four great families, the influential Sanderson family seemed unlikely.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was rumored that the Sanderson family only had five children and no daughter, so this man could not be from the powerful Sanderson family.
Inssengure of Brenton's true identity, but influenced by Millard's deferential approach, Maurice refrained from showing Any rude to Brenton.
"Hello, I'm ...
Brenton interrupted her sharply.
Brenton's identity.
Millard, by witnessing the misfortune of his friend, was unable to intervene, aware of the risk of enhancing the Sanderson family.
Rerecording the reason for Brenton's presence, he asked hesitantly: Mr.
Sanderson, if he could givethe nof his sister, could....
But Brenton did not let him finish.
With Harlee, the only heiress of the Sanderson farm! The position of director who had finally achieved a thread now ...
Maurice had just arrived at the police station and knew anything about Harlee, but Millard's reaction made him suspect that her son's aggressor in the hospital was the sister of Brenton Even so, Maurice did not flinch.
What mattered that it was Brenton's sister had video tests that she had assaul Brenton could access the surveillance tapes or know the horrible details.
Rhys were not an easy task.
Millard smiled awkwardly to Brenton and replied: I see, Harlee is your sister.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMy most sincere apologies.
I will make her release her immediately.
Maurice's sharp eyes stuck in Millard as she asked: What do you mean with this.
Bornon ignored Maurice and told Millard: No need.
Just indicate where my sister is stopped.
Sweat greetings to the size of peas rolled on the forehead of Millard.
After a brief pause, she barely managed to whisper, the detention room.
These words enraged Brenton, projecting a cold shadow on them room.