After rebirth she became heartless

Chapter 36

 Ms. Jones is Emma's biological mother. She cares more about her precious daughter's reputation than Sofia, so whenever someone asks about her relationship with Crystal, she says she doesn't know. In short, there is no one like Crystal here.

Brandon smiled and said, "Time and patience are both precious to the people of the National Council, but now that you are at risk every minute and second when the crystal is not found, I have limited patience."

Father Jones has yet to answer his question.

Father Jones's leg, which had been broken once many years ago, was broken again the next second.

The man was stunned. His old wounds were drawn out and broken again. I'm afraid it's not a good feeling.

Mother Jones said, "No!!!"

"I said, okay? Crystal is my daughter, I'm her mother, I know her!!!" He threw himself before Father Jones, "Stop hitting. If you hit it again, this leg is really useless.

Harry sneered, "Mother?"

"Ask yourself, do you deserve this title?"

"Of course, you are not worthy."

After being poked at the central issue, Mrs. Jones was immediately at a loss. Her heart was beating so wildly that it almost burst out of her chest.

"Master, I can cooperate with you and answer your questions."

"But before that, can you tell me who you are... Crystal?"

Brandon was stunned.

He let go of the embarrassed Father Jones and staggered to a mirror. It seemed that the Jones family's mirror had not been wiped for a while, and it reflected his crooked face.

There was some blood on the corner of Brandon's mouth, maybe it was his own, maybe it was someone else's. He looked at himself in the mirror. Even though his face was haggard and pale, he was still as handsome as ever.

"How disgusting," he commented in his mind. "It's disgusting, embarrassing, ferocious, and terrifying. One look can make people terror away like snakes and scorpions."

No wonder these people are afraid of him and hate him.

Brandon took a breath and slowly touched his face. But there was once a person in this world who was neither afraid of him nor hated him.

That person picked him up, fell in love with him, and said she would take good care of him and love him forever.

Brandon believed it.

But now, that person is gone.

At some point, a hideous wound appeared on Brandon's forearm. The skin and flesh were turned outwards. Fresh blood slowly flowed down the forearm and formed a small puddle at his feet.

Daniel frowned, showing an unbearable expression.

"Does it hurt?" Brandon stared blankly.

"Okay."

His body has been strengthened by supernatural powers, so ordinary injuries are not felt at all on his body. Olivia said that he is a tough person, but Brandon is actually in pain now, but it is not a wound.

It's the heart,

He brushed his messy hair, and the side of his face was unconsciously stained with a hint of scarlet.

Mrs. Jones's questions echoed in his ears, but Brandon did not answer. He slowly turned back, his handsome face with a few embarrassing blood stains. He looked at the mess on the ground and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Who am I?"

Brandon spoke slowly and calmly,

"I am her husband."

"Husband?"

Mrs. Jones was confused, Father Jones was confused, and the little fat man who almost dozed off after being pressed to the ground was also confused.

Brandon suddenly laughed,

"Executioners... we are all executioners."

He faced the confused Jones family,

"Everyone of us here is the executioner who killed her."

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Mother Jones really didn't know Crystal's whereabouts. She was not close to her adopted daughter. She had not contacted her much since Crystal returned to the City A, so how could she know her whereabouts?

Father Jones fainted from fright again. Harry kept him awake impatiently. The little fat man cried loudly, with a runny nose and tears.

"I know someone who knows the whereabouts of Crystal..."

Harrypulled his hair from behind, and Little fat man felt like his scalp was about to be pulled off.

"Jade has a good relationship with Crystal. She even visited her a few days ago!"

The little fat man said breathlessly,

"She...she will be back soon. She gets off school at around ten o'clock every day. It takes about an hour to walk home from school. She will be back soon. Wuwuwu, please stop hitting me. I have told you everything I know."

Brandon looked at the quartz clock on the wall. It was still almost fifteen minutes before the time the little fat man said.

The room was quiet for a while. Father Jones lay on the ground as if he was lingering for breath. Mother Jones knelt beside him with a pale face. The little fat man didn't dare to open his eyes and was trembling.

A few minutes later, heavy footsteps were heard outside the door.

The key was inserted into the door, clicked and turned, and the door creaked.

A girl appeared at the door.

Brandon was holding a cup in his hand. He got it from Crystal's room. Her room was very small and was now converted into a utility room. It was crookedly facing the little fat man's clothes. Brandon picked up a cup; he held it casually in his hand. The moment Jade entered the door, he placed the cup on the table.

Even though the girl in front of him still looks like a young girl, Brandon can't forget that face: the face with an indifferent expression in front of Crystal's hospital bed.

Brandon's anger increased at a terrifying speed, and Harry stood in front of him.

"Brandon, don't be impulsive. I'll let her tell you what you want to know about this person."