Sat back in his position after pushing Anna's body roughly, Brian didn't say a word, took out a cigarette then took a sip, instantly the car was filled with the man's cigarette smoke and managed to make Anna a little suffocated, and the man didn't care at all.
"Where's your cell phone?" said Brian suddenly.
"What for?"
"Do I have to have a reason to hold your phone?"
Anna was silent.
"Give it to me," said the man again.
With a feeling of hesitation, Anna handed her cell phone to Brian.
"Today onwards you no longer need to go to that man's house, and stay at my house," Brian said again.
It took Anna a few seconds to digest the man's words.
"I can't. I don't want to."
One of Brian's eyebrows rose, "Refuse?"
"N-no, I mean, what about my son? And also Naila, I can't possibly leave them."
"You don't have to think about them," Brian replied curtly.
