Not sure if Valentine Teller has had any contact with this man while I was away.
The thought of the two of them walking together, talking and laughing, made it hard for Mark Reed to breathe out that stifled breath.
After lying down for a while, Turstin Muller felt much better.
Although his head was still spinning, his consciousness had returned to his mind.
He struggled to stand up, opened his bleary eyes, saw the sofa beside him, and lay down on it with a tilt of his body.
This simple action made him breathe heavily, as if he were very tired and his strength was exhausted.
Turstin Muller lay there for a moment, sensing someone next to him. He turned his face and took a while before he could see that person's face, smiled foolishly, and called out, "Big brother."
"Don't call me big brother."
Mark Reed glared at him with disgust, thinking that the child of that woman could ever be worthy of being his brother.
