Brent put away the photo in his hand, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.
He walked to the door of the private house and rang the doorbell.
Ding dong!
"Who is it?" The voice of a young girl came from inside the house.
Brent laughed coldly and pretended to be worried as he shouted, "There's a fainted gentleman at the door. Is he your relative? I'm a little worried. After all, it's getting late."
"That can't be, right?" A puzzled voice and light footsteps sounded at the same time.
Brent's smile became even more intense. He cursed in his heart. 'This bitch is really brainless!'
However...a good-looking bitch is still useful!
Soon, the sound of the doorknob being twisted was heard.
The door was only opened a little!
In an instant, a few fingers pierced through the gap and fiercely pushed the girl back!
A young girl with a voluptuous figure staggered half a step forward by the door.
