Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 59 Adam Brook and Quentin

Chapter 59 Adam Brook and Quentin

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The message incoming sound of Marcus Brook's cell phone rang.

At a glance, Marcus Brook could know the intention of this guy. Though he was mentioning visiting his parents, he actually wanted to see his sister.

Yale Thomas unsent a text message, being insincere as he could.

Them, he looked at Marcus's text message- 'Okay' with a confused expression, what did the 'Okay' mean? He didn't mind him going over?

Originally, he thought that even if it was to annoy Marcus, he would still go over to see his sister. But he didn't expect him to be so cooperative today.

Touching his chin, Yale Thomas felt that there was a plot behind it.

It was indeed a plot. Tomorrow, Marcus Brook would take bring Nancy to Fairview Garden to plant. Today, he has asked someone to clean up the area out of the garden. Although the soil has been turned over, since Nancy wanted to plant herself; he did not mind having a 'helper' who volunteered himself.

"Sir, your cats have been washed, deworm, and trimmed. Do they need vaccinations?"

Marcus Brook nodded lightly.

In an instant, Nancy stopped playing mobile games, ran over to look at the three cats in the cage. The mother cat, which was washed and dried, was a white, long-haired cat. It was like the ugly

duckling evolving into a white swan, making Adam Brook ask the pet hospital whether they had changed the cats.

Looking at the fur of the cat, which was now cleaned, it looks a bit like a Maine Coon cat. It should be a crossbreed since it was smaller.

The two kittens were also long-haired cats- cute and beautiful. Their big, watery eyes looked like Nancy's. Raising their pink tender paws, and playing with Nancy, the three's interactions were adorable.

Nancy looked at the two kittens, smiling while putting her finger to touch their soft pink cat paw pads, giving them a 'high-five.'

"Meow-" The two kittens let out a soft mewl; one was white like its mother, and the other was orange- only its belly and paws were white. Their appearances were inherited by their mother. All were handsome and very good-looking.

After vaccinating the three cats, they went home. Windy was very surprised to meet these three attractive-looking cats. "Where did you buy that cat?"

Nancy replied softly, "I found them. They were in the rain at the brother's school. The driver uncle went to pick them up."

The mother cat was very mild-tempered. When Nancy touched its head, it didn't resist at all; letting out a gentle mewl, it then settled in the newly arranged spot at home, lying on its side in the soft cattery. The two kittens lay under their mother's belly, kneading rhythmically while drinking its milk.

Adolph ran over, together with Harley, while wagging its tail. The mother cat, feeling startled when it first saw Adolph, stood up in its fur. As it was a long-haired cat, its white fluffy fur standing on its end looked inexplicably funny, like a certain fluffy puffball.

Nancy hugged Adolph and comforted the mother cat softly. Adolph stuck out its tongue, obediently did not bark at the three cats; but just tilted its head to the side and looked curiously at them.

Jumping lightly from Adolph's head to the ground, Harley walked gracefully to the cattery.

Harley was also a good-looking cat. But at a glance, one can differ its beauty from that of the appearance of the mother cat. Harley's was kind of domineering handsomeness. The muscles on its body were well-proportioned and slender. If it weren't for its size, no one would doubt that it was a black panther.

Nonetheless, Harley was still young, not even a year old. So, it can still grow bigger, it's just that they have no idea how big it can grow.

It squatted beside the cattery elegantly, wrapped its long black tail to the front, and rested its front paws together. Its green eyes were looking at cats.

"Harley, you'll need to get along with the cats in the future." After comforting the mother cat, Nancy introduced the three new members to Harley.

Then, after feeding the cats and telling them not to fight, Nancy went to study with her brother.

Downstairs, once James was back- after listening that the old woman's family had come again from his wife, his face instantly became gloomy.

"Is Nancy alright?" This was his first reaction. As that family wanted to let Liz Brook be adopted by them earlier, he knew that the old woman wouldn't like Nancy. Well, he didn't mind if she dislike Nancy, neither did his precious daughter need this kind of person's favoritism. If she dared to do anything that would hurt Nancy...

As soon as recalling that old woman calling her daughter 'good-for-nothing', Windy felt disgusted.

"It doesn't matter if she prefers sons to daughters. But how dare would she look down on my daughter?"

Windy didn't give him a detailed explanation, as she couldn't say out the word 'good-for-nothing'. Especially when this word was said by that old woman to describe her precious daughter.

Although she didn't make it clear, James could probably guess something behind her words. This time, although he was smiling, his smile gave one a creepy feeling. "It seems that they are living too well."

Windy knew that the family was going to be doomed as soon as she heard it. And she was happy to see it. This time, the old woman offended both her and her father-in-law. Her father-in-law's patience with that family has decreased over the years. Even if he knew that her husband was dealing with that family, most probably, he would probably turn a blind eye to it.

Windy guessed it right- James called his assistant to withdraw a few projects from Carson Brook, the old woman's son. The Elderly Mr. Brook, who happened to pass by, heard it. In the past, he would remember the past sentiments and let his son handle this matter gentler. But now, he just turned a blind eye, pretending not to mishear it, and walked away slowly with his hands behind his back.

He had to go and feed Nancy's cat some milk. The fluffy cat was not as arrogant as Harley.

James Brook watched his father- who walked away as if nothing happened, without saying a word. He immediately laughed.

"Daddy, you're back!" Noticing her father coming in while holding milk in his hands; Nancy jumped off the chair and ran over, calling out to him.

Jame's heart softened, and he wondered why there were mean people who can't see his daughter getting better.

"Nancy, it's time to drink milk. Then eat some fruits."

It was a very satisfying thing to feed his daughter every day.

Nancy nodded her head and mumbled softly, "Okay."

Holding the cup of milk with both hands, she drank it seriously sip by sip. It took her a long time to drink such a big cup, and she also likes to drink this kind of sweet milk.

After drinking, she seemed to be carrying the rich creamy flavor of the milk.