Chapter 175 - Master Bryce (1/2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Perhaps Quinn was being overly suspicious because of the recent events.
When he heard Lauren mention that there was a person squatting outside their house, the image of a male ghost floating in front of the Torres mansion immediately popped up in his mind.
His lips turned white.
Quinn whispered in Franklin’s ear, “Franklin, do you think that Lauren is talking about…a ghost?”
Franklin thought for a moment before he figured out who Lauren was talking about.
“Did you contact Bryce?”
Then Quinn suddenly remembered that he had called Bryce to come home this weekend.
When the car stopped steadily at the entrance of the Torres mansion, they finally realized that the person sitting on the stairs was their third brother, Bryce.
He was still wearing his school uniform and his school bag was casually placed on the ground.
His head was resting on his knees as if he was asleep.
The seat of this seven-seater car was rather high and Lauren could not get down by herself. Therefore, Franklin had to carry Lauren down with him.
Bryce raised his head when he heard the sound of footsteps. His face was filled with resentment.
“What the hell? It’s not easy for me to make a trip home, but there’s actually no one at home. I’ve been ringing the doorbell for a long time, but no one answered.”
Bryce’s expression reminded Lauren of a puppy.
Quinn quickly went forward to apologize.
“Hey, I really didn’t know you were coming back today. You didn’t call me in advance.”
Bryce’s eyes widened. “You’re blaming me for this?”
Franklin walked forward and placed Lauren on the ground safely. He looked at his third brother, Bryce, whom he had not seen for a long time.
“Who else can we blame other than you? You don’t even have the keys to your own house?”
At that moment, Mr. Hayes had already gotten off the car with the help of Ben.
The moment he saw Bryce, he quickened his pace.
“Master Bryce is back?”
“Mr. Hayes, why didn’t you tell me that you were going out? I was so miserable waiting here all by myself.”