Henry asked, "Are you still cursing at people?"
"No, I'm not."
But Isabelle thought to herself, "Goodness, did this guy just pop out of a rock? Doesn't he know how to appreciate someone?"
"Are you still throwing things around?" Henry inquired.
"No, I'm not."
"Pick up what you've thrown and put it in the trash!"
"I'll pick it up, I'll pick it up."
As she got up to pick up the plastic bag and throw it in the trash, Henry disappeared.
Andrew quickly signaled to Emily.
It turned out that Henry saw Isabelle picking up the trash and walked towards the building. Andrew asked Emily to open the door for him.
After seeing Emily leave in confusion, Andrew whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My little brother is ignorant. I'll take responsibility for today."
Isabelle didn't even glance at him and walked towards the building with her head down.
Andrew followed her and said, "I'll compensate you. How much do you want?"
Isabelle still ignored him.
After Emily entered the building, she saw Henry standing silently in front of the security door. His profile was sharp and angular, like a sculpture, incredibly handsome.
In short, she was impressed by Henry's determination just now. She liked wild men.
"Um..."
Emily deliberately cleared her throat to get Henry's attention, but he seemed not to hear, still silently staring at the door.
In fact, Henry had been fantasizing non-stop since he heard Emily's footsteps.
Especially when she hadn't even approached yet, a fragrant breeze hit him, and Henry felt goosebumps all over his body.
After Emily opened the door, she habitually went to get the slippers to hand them to Henry. However, Henry strode in and plopped down on the sofa.
It's not that he didn't care about hygiene; he had learned self-discipline in prison.
It's just that he was wearing sneakers, and his feet were sweaty and smelly!
He was afraid of Emily being overwhelmed by the smell.
Andrew followed Isabelle in and saw the door open, so he didn't dare to make a sound.
After Isabelle went upstairs, he followed.
When Isabelle entered the house, Andrew closed the door behind him and knelt down with a thud. "Isabelle, I'm kowtowing to you. Just tell me how much money you want."
Isabelle turned around and looked at Andrew, saying coldly, "This is not about money, and it has nothing to do with you. Leave."
"Isabelle..."
"Didn't you hear what I said?"
"Isabelle..."
"Get lost!"
Andrew, feeling helpless, had to get up. Just as he reached the doorway, he turned back and said, "Isabelle, how about calling the police then?"
Isabelle sneered twice.
"Really," Andrew continued, "please don't bring your friends from society. It will only make things worse."
Isabelle sneered again, thinking to herself, "It's too late to be afraid now. Why didn't I do something earlier?"
Unexpectedly, Andrew added, "My brother is a lunatic. Six years ago, he injured the village chief in our hometown and was sentenced to six years. I just picked him up from federal prison this morning."
Damn, a criminal who just got out of prison?
Thinking of the look in Henry's eyes just now, Isabelle couldn't help but shiver.
But she still sneered twice.
Andrew sighed and said, "Isabelle, as I said, I'm willing to compensate you. If you want to vent, I can kneel again, or you can even call the police. But please, please don't bring your friends from society. We will all regret it for the rest of our lives."
Isabelle realized that Andrew meant his brother was fearless and that someone could end up dead if she called her friends.
But she couldn't swallow this anger.
She turned her face away.
Andrew sighed, shook his head, and left.
Isabelle immediately got up and walked into the bedroom, hesitating for a moment.
It wasn't about whether to make this call or not, but about whether to call her boyfriend Bryan or the guy who had always liked her, Sean.
Isabelle's boyfriend, Bryan, was a second-generation wealthy man, and his father was the chairman of the Cole Group, a powerful figure in society.
Her sister, Ella, was also a beauty in the Harbor Springs Women's Special Police Force.
The problem was that Bryan was originally a playboy, fooling around with women everywhere. A few days ago, Isabelle caught him having sex with a girl in a nightclub, and they hadn't seen each other since.
Because of this, Isabelle had been calling Sean to come over every day, along with some of his friends, causing chaos with drinking and dancing at home.
Now that she had been beaten by Henry, would Bryan come if she called him?
Even if he did, what would he think of her bringing people to party at home every day?
In the end, Isabelle dialed Sean's number.