Love Has Its Will

Chapter 528 How Does He Scold You?

At the same time, Brandon put on his makeup, tidied up his clothes, changed into Finn's clothes, and sat in a

wheelchair.

Gerald pushed him out of the courtyard. He seemed to be aimlessly strolling around in the sun, but in fact, he had a

plan to explore the way.

It was quite a distance from Northern Courtyard.

On both sides of the road, the trees grew well. The bottom of the soles of the feet was covered with dense pebbles.

Beside them were trimmed small bushes, and under the bushes were clusters of well-shaped orchids.

From the Northern Courtyard to the entrance of the house, Gerald pushed the wheelchair and introduced it to

Brandon.

"Mr. Cassel, this building is the old house. At this time, they have not come back. Do you want to go to the yard?"

Since the owner of the house was not here, it was too rude to go in like this. It was not suitable and also suspicious.

"Not now. Let's keep going." Brandon shook his head.

Gerald nodded and said, "If we go a little further, it will be Mr. Daryl's house."

When hearing the name, Brandon felt extremely unlucky. He closed his eyes and prayed in his heart that they would

not meet that man.

However, just as he walked near the courtyard, a person walked out of the villa.

That person was wearing a sapphire blue casual suit. He walked out and stretched at the gate.

When he was stretching, Daryl saw them walk over and immediately became interested.

"I was wondering who it was. Mr. Finn, why did you come here instead of taking a good rest?"

His tone was extremely strange, and his eyes revealed an uncomfortable light.

Brandon frowned and stood up from the wheelchair, coughing.

"So it’s you. I’ve been sick for a long time, and my eyes are not good. I thought it was someone who raised a dog

and barked everywhere."

His tone was plain, but Daryl was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"Who did you indicate as a dog?"

"Whoever thinks I was referring to him," Brandon raised his eyes and laughed coldly.

"Damn sickly, don't think that just because we're at home, I won't dare to touch you!" Daryl was furious, and he

really looked like a dog baring its teeth.

"What do you want?" Brandon said indifferently.

However, the more he spoke, the more enraged Daryl became.

As expected, Daryl had already rushed over and was prepared to grab Brandon by the collar.

Fortunately, Gerald reacted quickly and took a step forward to block the front of the wheelchair. He used his broad

body as a shield to separate them.

"Mr. Daryl, what are you trying to do?"

"You lackey, get out of my way! I'm going to tear his mouth apart today!" Daryl shouted loudly.

It was impossible for Gerald to get out of the way. "Mr. Daryl, calm down."

"No way. He called me a dog. Didn't you hear that? Are you fucking deaf?"

Daryl reached out to push Gerald away, but he was a good-for-nothing who was addicted to eating, drinking, and

playing. How could he push a well- trained bodyguard?

He used all his strength to push, but Gerald stood still.

Daryl felt embarrassed. "I'll say it one more time. Get lost, or else you'll get your thing!"

Gerald was like a towering mountain, standing still.

When Brandon saw Daryl cursing and jumping like a clown, he couldn't help but laugh. Although his laughter was

not loud, it was full of sarcasm.

Daryl became even more frantic. "You still dare to laugh? You bastard, I'm going to beat you to the ground today."

"Daryl, what are you howling for?" A woman's gentle voice came from the distance.

Brandon immediately looked over warily. He saw a woman wearing a dress and white high heels. She wore a beige

waistcoat and walked over gracefully.

"Mrs. Orwell is here," Gerald whispered in his ear.

In fact, even without him saying it, Brandon could tell.

It was probably the telepathy between mother and son. He felt very familiar with this woman the moment he saw

her.

Moreover, it was said that the son was like his mother. He and Finn had inherited his mother Haylie Clapham's good

looks. She had big eyes, a good nose, and thin lips.

Haylie was in the style of a sweet-tempered woman. In fact, she was sharp- featured, and she was a true beauty.

Different from those who only looked beautiful because they were young, true beauty didn't lose her grace no

matter what age she was. This was why she was in her forties and looked no different from her thirties. Her skin

was smooth, and there were no wrinkles on her face.

In her beautiful eyes, there was no youth and clarity of a young girl. Every frown was filled with a sense of story.

"He cursed me!" Daryl was forced to act like a child and started complaining when he saw his elder.

"Daryl, tell me. Why did he curse you?" Haylie said gently.

"He said that I was a dog!" Daryl was angry.

Haylie couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. Then, she said angrily, "Finn, why are you teasing him? Daryl is

such a handsome young man. How can he be like a dog?"

Haylie held the principle of peace at home. She had never oppressed anyone, so Daryl respected her.

"That’s right! You scolded me the moment you arrived. You're simply asking fora beating," Daryl said.

Brandon sniffed, "Are you describing yourself? Daryl, don't think that just because someone comes, you will have a

backer."

This sentence clearly angered Daryl. He angrily rolled up his sleeves and prepared to rush up to fight.

But in the next second, Haylie pressed down on his hand. "Daryl, I want to have a talk with Finn. Seeing that you

should be going out in your attire, you go first. I'll help you to teach him a lesson."

Daryl still had to listen to Haylie's words. He glared fiercely at Brandon and said, "Lucky for you. I'll find you next

time!"

Once Daryl left, Brandon immediately felt that the air nearby was much fresher.

However, facing his mother, he was not relaxed at all. Although Haylie looked gentle, she was definitely not a

person who was easy to fool.

He coughed nervously and put his fist against his lips, trying to disguise himself in this way.

"Stop pretending," Haylie suddenly said coldly.

The hearts of Brandon and Gerald fluttered at the same time. They shouldn't be exposed so quickly.

He was really unlucky to meet Haylie the moment he came out.

Mother knew the sons the best. Compared to others, it was easier for her to recognize that Brandon was a fake.

"I can tell that you're feign coughing. Why did you provoke that madman? Do you still think that you are not sick

enough?" Haylie said in a bad mood.