The President’s Five Children

Bruno knew what the skinny man wanted to do with the clothes.

It was nothing more than to check if the blood stained on it was Jay’s, as a way to verify if what he just said was true.

He frankly, let the small thin man help himself to take off the jacket.

Halfway through the change, the skinny man realized that his hand was injured, “Mr. Newman, how did you get this?”

Bruno looked at the fool with a face full of expression, “You said how did you get it, I hit Jay, of course I will use my fists ah.”

It was the truth.

He did hurt his hand when he gave Jay that punch.

It wasn’t as bad as it is now though, it was the result of him slamming it against the wall several times.

And the skinny man had believed most of it when he saw it.

Waiting for the suit jacket to leave, not long before returning back, the smile on his face have become attentive.

No need to guess, must have checked the blood on the clothes and made sure he was telling the truth.

Therefore the skinny man made his position clear, “Mr. Newman, I am sure to support you, how can there be such a person under the sky, to think of other people’s wives, if it were me, I might just beat him to death, Mr. Newman you are still too kind!”

“Beating him to death is not so bad, so that THE Jones Family will still come back to haunt me, I am meant to spend my life with Yembi, so I have to live well.” Bruno corrected.

The skinny man nodded along, “Yes, yes, yes, yes, or Mr. Newman you thought it through, I was reckless.”

With that said, the auction had begun.

Bruno took his seat, in the first row of the chief section.

Looking around, he realized that there were several faces that were familiar.

If memory serves, those would be the servants who worked in the castle.

Mizuki really did arrange for quite a few people to keep an eye out!

Bruno pondered, bashfully flipping through the auction manual in front of him, thinking to just shoot a random item and leave.

Anyway, the purpose had been achieved, and it was really unpleasant for him to stay alone in this auction and be watched by so many pairs of eyes.

In the next second, the things introduced in the booklet instantly attracted Bruno’s attention!

Even the hand clutching the booklet involuntarily exerted force, and the paper was pinched and deformed.

“Mr. Newman, are you interested in this?” The thin man asked softly as he noticed this way.

Bruno closed the booklet with a snap and tried to make his tone as calm as possible, “It’s quite pretty, if I buy this back and give it to my sister, she should like it a lot.”

“Give it to your sister?” The thin man looked puzzled, “Isn’t it for Miss Ebot?”

“Why does it have to go to Yembi?” asked Bruno rhetorically, “What, do I even have the right to give something to anyone when I take it myself?”

The tone was a little heavy with a touch of hostility.

The skinny man realized that he said the wrong thing and hurriedly apologized, “I didn’t mean it that way Mr. Newman, I just thought that you came here to pick out a gift for Miss Ebot this time, that’s why I felt so subconsciously.”

“For Yembi’s gift, I will naturally choose something else, I don’t need you to worry about it.” Bruno’s tone remained cold.

The thin man nodded, “Yes, it’s me who overstepped the distance, Mr. Newman don’t be angry.”

After saying this, he obediently stayed beside Bruno, no longer saying anything.

On the stage, the auctioneer appeared in a black embroidered cheongsam, and began to introduce the first lot of the day in a gentle voice.

It was just a modern artist’s work, Bruno had little interest in it, but still followed the bidding, lest someone would notice him if he made a hasty bid at that time.

And just at this time, but found that those around them have also begun to follow to raise the sign …Property © NôvelDrama.Org.