Don't Annoy My Boss Daddy

Chapter 75 See If You're Really Sleeping On The Streets

"What attitude? I'm already very polite to you. It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, how would I end up

like this?"

Hearing Brandon's voice, the anger in my heart surged up. I couldn't help venting all my anger on him.

If he hadn't forced me to stay last night, Evie wouldn't have been with Gabriel and things wouldn't have

become so terrible.

I had never been so angry with Brandon before. Once I finished speaking, he was silent for a long while

on the other end of the phone. When he finally spoke again, his voice was cold.

"Hollie, what's wrong with you? Do you know who you're talking to?"

Although I was on the phone, I could almost imagine how dark his face was.

"I don't want to talk to you now. I have more important things to do now. I'm about to sleep on the

streets tonight!"

Although I'm in a bad mood and I really want to vent, the most important thing for me now was to find a

place to live tonight. Otherwise, I would really have to sleep on the street.

I was about to hang up when Brandon's voice came from the other end.

"Sleep on the street? Where are you now?"

Perhaps he noticed that something was wrong with me, so his tone softened a lot.

"I'm wandering the streets and have nowhere to go. Are you satisfied now?"

I said these words coldly and hung up the phone. I didn't want to hear Brandon's voice again.

No good things ever came out of meeting him. If it were under normal circumstances, I might stop to

consider the consequences of offending a man like him, but right now, I couldn't care less.

I just had a bad quarrel with my best friend. I didn't care what he thought.

After hanging up, I dragged my suitcase and asked around at several nearby hotels, but every one of

them was so expensive.

I checked the time when I came out of yet another hotel. It was already ten o'clock at night. I sighed,

resigned, and considered paying a few hundred dollars for a night in the hotel. If I didn't, I might really

have to sleep on the streets.

If it was in the past, I wouldn't hesitate like this. But since my father had the operation, he had to rely on

a lot of medication in the post-operation aftercare. That cost a lot of money, so I was trying to save

where I could.

When I finally decided to get a room, a car suddenly honked behind me.

Anyone would've been annoyed if a car honked behind them in the middle of the night.

I turned around irritably and looked back, but when I saw the car plate number, I was a little stunned.

It was Brandon's car. Why was this man here at this hour? Was he here to experience a night in a small

hotel?

I still remember that this man booked a five-star hotel for a one night stand. I didn't believe that he was Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

here to stay at this dingy hotel.

I stood where I was, hesitating if I should walk over and say hello.

At this moment, Brandon poked his head out of the car window and looked at me with a frown. "What

are you waiting for? Get in the car!"

Only after hearing his voice did I react and walk towards him.

I knew that I had no right to refuse him, so I got into his car with my luggage.

As soon as I sat down, he started the car.

"Why are you here? What do you want from me?"

When I was yelling at him on the phone just now, I was full of confidence. Now that he was in person, I

was less confident. I only had the courage to yell at him over the phone.

"I'm here to see if you're sleeping on the streets or not!

Brandon gave me a cold snort and continued driving.

Hearing the four words of living on the street, I couldn't help but think of what happened when I moved

out of Evie's house. I couldn't help but feel sad again.

"It's all your fault that I ended up like this. If you hadn't stopped me from leaving last night, I wouldn't

have quarrelled with Evie."

I shot a glance at Brandon. There was a hint of complaint in my voice.

"What do you being kicked out by your friend have to do with me?"

I put all the blame on Brandon so that I would feel better. But he was not a person who could be

wronged casually.

I wanted to tell him the whole story, but when I thought about it, we weren't even close. Why should I

tell him anything?

"Forget it. What's done is done, there's no use crying over spilt milk now. I'm just worried that Evie

would get cheated by a s*umbag. She still trusts him."

Thinking of the way Evie trusted Gabriel, I couldn't help but worry. Evie was a person who valued

relationships. She would only get deeper and deeper in love with Gabriel. I was worried that she

wouldn't be able to accept it when Gabriel shows his true colours one day.

"You'd better worry about yourself now. You've been kicked out by your friend. How can you still care

about her?"

Brandon glanced at my luggage and said sarcastically.

I was already in a bad mood, but now with his sarcastic tone, I really wanted to scold him at this

moment, but I didn't have the courage.

"I can understand her. Sooner or later, she will understand that I'm doing this for her own good."

"Tell me, what are you going to do now? You can't really sleep on the street."

There was no emotion in Brandon's voice.

"I've been planning to find somewhere to rent recently. I couldn't stay at Evie's forever, anyway."

In fact, I had long had the idea to move out of her house. She didn't even ask me to pay rent the entire

time I was living with her. I felt a little guilty.

"You don't have to rent a house. Just stay at the one in the Serpent Road. It's empty anyway, you can

move in anytime."

Brandon was focused on driving, and his tone was indifferent.

He was always indifferent. I rarely saw any other expressions on his face. Sometimes I wondered if this

man was a robot.

The Serpent Road was the house he gave me before. In fact, it was the best place to move to. Not only

would it save rent for me, but it was also close to the company.

But after all, Brandon owned that house. If I moved in like this, I would feel like his mistress.

I hesitated. On the one hand, I really wanted to save the money on rent so that my father could have

more money to buy supplements. On the other hand, I didn't like the idea of being his mistress.

"Do you think you can still refuse now? Hollie Hunter, you're barely surviving right now. The cheapest

rent in the city would still set you back a good thousand dollars a month. Do you think you can afford

that?"