Chapter 1235

Chapter 1235 Outside the door stood a woman wearing expensive and fashionable clothes. Eileen asked confusedly, "May I ask who you are looking for?" "Are you the nanny of this house?" the woman looked her up and down. "No," Eileen answered, "I am the homeowner. What do you want?" "Brad is your son?" the woman asked with a frown. Eileen nodded. "Well, your son hit my son. His forehead is still bleeding. What are you going to do?" the woman said, turning sideways. Brad and a boy of his age were standing behind the woman. The boy had a slight bruise on his forehead, and Brad was standing straight with a stubborn look. "What happened?" Eileen ignored the woman, staring seriously at Brad. Brad glanced at the boy without speaking. "Brad, I'll ask you again. What the hell is wrong with you?" She lost her temper, scowling. "Who gave you permission to fight?" The woman stood by with a gloating look, finally saying, "Since he won't say it, let me tell you! My son took a newspaper wi