Chapter 13: The Brook’s was frightened

"Well done."

Brady nodded appreciatively.

Grace sat on the sofa and looked at Coral, a little confusedly, " Coral, aren't you dating Darnell?"

Darnell was referred to again.

Coral looked disdainful, thinking about Darnell, and she sat there, fiddling with her newly done nails.

"Darnell is only the third young master of the Smith's consortium. Once his family's property was distributed to the sons in the future, there is not much that will be given to him. I couldn't hang myself on this tree of his, could I?"

Besides, compared with Wordsworth's Consortium, No.1 in PHOENIXFELL Empire, Smith's consortium wasn't qualified to compete with Wordsworth's at all.

She liked Darnell Smith at the age of 18, when he was the elder student from the upper classes. But she did not expect that Darnell would go to express his love for Heloise, and she burst into such a fury that she decided to push Heloise to defend herself from the disaster.

After that, she pursued Darnell for a period of time, and it took her so much time and energy to seduce him by all means, so Darnell just agreed to hang out with her.

At the beginning, she was quite happy, but it had been three years before she was tired of him.

Grace frowned, with not much joy, "Would you have too much fearless ignorance?"

How dare she target Reginald?

"Mom, why do you always frustrate me?" Coral said with some displeasure, "I just don't have any relationship to get acquainted with Reginald Wordsworth now, as soon as I do, I will definitely be able to conquer him."

"Reginald is not a figure that a 21-year-old girl like you can easily control."

Grace looked over at her daughter with a sad face, "Not to mention your father, a congressional representative, I heard that even the president has to take a hint of him, do you know how many ruthless and heartless things he's done in the past two years?"

Reginald!

So many people cringed in fear when they heard this name!

"Wasn't it a necessary means of excluding dissenters? Obviously, I'm not there to be his enemy, so why could he cold-shoulder me like that?"

Coral spoke, and she had already imaged that Reginald would baby her a lot, as if she had become the priceless treasure in the palm of his hand.

"You're a newborn." Grace said uneasily.

"Come on, what are you always cracking down on Coral for? Brady's daughter is so excellent and so beautiful, is there any problem with being a little more far-sighted?"

Brady had always been ambitious, and he was totally in favor of Coral.

If Coral could become Reginald's wife, then he, Brady, would be the most famous father-in-law of the PHOENIXFELL Empire.

"That's just it, the more I talk about it, the more you have my spirit dampened, mom, why don't you even encourage me?" Coral pouted her lips and took off the bracelet in her hand and stood up, "Forget it, I'm going to take a shower."

After saying that, Coral left Brady and Grace, and turned around and went upstairs.

Not long after, Coral's miserable scream suddenly came from upstairs.

"Ah..."

Sounded miserable.

Brady and Grace looked at each other, stood up and headed upstairs.

Coral's room was a typical princess-like room, mimicking the style of royalty.

Her voice was coming from the bathroom.

Her parents walked in and saw hot water running in the bathroom. Coral stood in shock with a towel around her, one hand trembling as she pointed to the floor, "Dad, Mom, look!"

Brady looked down, seeing footprints in the shape of a water spray appearing on the originally dry floor, and these footprints were led out of the bathroom.

Coral jumped on Grace in shock, and Grace was shocked as well.

Brady, who was comparatively calm, walked outside, just seeing these footprints beginning to grow on the floor of Coral's bedroom as well, one after the other, revealing themselves slowly as if someone were walking out of the door.

The footprints stopped by the wall.

A few portraits of Coral hung on it, and the girl in the photos looked very young, beautiful, with bright, dynamic and delicate features. These photos were taken very well.

Suddenly, a sound of "bang" was heard.

They saw the glass of the photo frame shattered.

The young faces in the photos were also split into countless pieces, as the glass had been split into countless pieces.

"Ah!"

Coral and Grace hugged each other tightly in fear, shrieking.

"Quiet!"

Brady yelled harshly in displeasure, glancing down, seeing that the watery, misty footprints began to multiply again and continue outward.

He followed all the way out, along with these footprints, walking downstairs, discovering that they were going into the dog house.

Brady pushed the door of the dog house open with all his might.

The large dog was crouching before its tent, with a mist of water gradually appearing on the floor in front of it.

It wasn't footprints, but a string in English -

I'm back!

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