Chapter 58 The Cat in the Rain
In order to bring these cats, the driver's clothes got wet, but he smiled happily and passed the cats in the clothes to Nancy as presenting a gift.
The driver was a straightforward and good-natured, middle-aged uncle. Once before, he also had a daughter like Nancy. She had suffered from leukemia at a young age. When he was desperate at that time, the Brook Family gave him this job and also subsidized him 1000 thousand dollars. In this way, he could cover the huge expenditure of the hospital fee.
Although his daughter still passed away in the end, before dying; he bought her favorite things to her, and she left happily.
Therefore, he was very grateful to the Brook Family, especially this Miss Nancy, who was the same age as his own daughter. Every time he saw her, he seemed to see his well-behaved daughter again; so he couldn't help but want to be nice to her.
There were people in the Brook Family who treated her well, Mr. Brook and his wife, the Elderly Mr. Brook, and even the eldest young master.
He was happy at the bottom of his heart to be able to help this little girl.
"Come in first." Nancy hurriedly asked him to get in the car and handed the driver the clean blanket that her big brother covered herself with.
"Uncle, quickly dry yourself. Don't catch a cold." The driver smiled brightly, put the cat wrapped in his clothes on his lap, then wiped his hair hurriedly.
"Uncle, you put the cat here." Nancy pointed at her feet. The space was large enough for it to be put down completely.
Quentin gently pecked Nancy's earlobe, thinking that why could he meet a cat, even if it was outside? Not to mention, was she still going to bring them home?
The little girl poked its feathers with a finger, signaling it not to make a fuss.
Hugging the clothes in his arms, the driver was hesitant. "This car..." It was expensive. What if it got dirty? he thought.
"What's wrong?" A cold and familiar voice sounded. The driver shivered as he looked at Marcus Brook, who was standing at the door with a black umbrella.
The stern man didn't look at him, but at Nancy. Seeing that she was still dry, he nodded with satisfaction, thinking that his sister was very obedient.
Relying on his small figure, Adam Brook got in the car a step ahead of Marcus Brook, sat down next to Nancy, squeezed her soft hand, and held them. So warm! He thought.
"What were you talking about just now?"
"Meow-" A faint cat's mewl voiced. At this moment, only realizing that a cat was held in the driver's hand, Adam Brook questioned, "Why is there a cat?"
Nancy carefully glanced at her big brother, who was bending over his body, and got into the car. Before she could speak, she was hugged by a pair of strong hands.
Marcus Brook lowered his gaze and looked at Adam Brook. "Move aside."
Adam Brook pouted and moved his butt to sit on the side. Anyway, he could sit next to his sister in the middle.
Marcus Brook put Nancy in the middle.
"Brother, there are cats." Her soft hands grabbed the palm of her elder brother and stared at him with blinking eyes.
"Do you want to raise them?"
Nancy looked at her big brother brightly, nodded obediently, and answered softly, "It's raining now. It's so pitiful for the mother cat and her baby to be caught in the rain."
Marcus swiped her little nose with his fingers, then ordered the driver, "Bring it here."
The driver responded quickly, and together with his coat, where the cats were inside, he put it beside Nancy's feet. The mother cat, drenched in the rain, didn't look attractive. Hiding its two kittens under its belly, shivering, it was too skinny.
Adam Brook threw a glance and disliked it. "It turns out that a cat is so ugly when it gets wet."
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