Please Take Me Home, Daddy - Chapter 837: Chapter 837

Brandon was shocked and said, "You're so smart! "But I want this one, and I want the one that I was born with. Send me to the hospital quickly! Ahhhhh!"
He's really in pain!
Laura held up her phone and looked at Queenie Wilson, "What are you waiting for? Moving."
Queenie Wilson's face flushed. She didn't expect this to happen, but she was still arrogant and said, "Why should I move out? Why aren't you moving? !"
Laura said, "This is not my chair!"
Queenie Wilson said confidently, "This is the product I bought from your place!"
Laura retorted, "Then why did you pick up the goods from me?"
Queenie Wilson was so angry that her head buzzed. She said angrily, "Because my mother doesn't want you to be nice! You bitch! I want an ounce of your fucking chair. What's wrong with that? Help him up if you are in the pasta!
Without saying anything, Laura dragged Brandon out effortlessly.
Queenie Wilson's face darkened a little, "That's more like it. You should be obedient since you are my junior."
Laura said with a cold face, "Of course I have to be obedient. Because I'm in the livestream and I can't just let it go."
Queenie Wilson:"?"
Laura continued, "By the way, everyone has heard you scolding me and robbed my chair. Nowadays, many people can testify to what you did to Brandon. Everyone saw that you got your penis smashed. The Internet is cursing you."
Queenie Wilson couldn't believe it. She rushed forward and grabbed her phone.
Her face was reflected on the screen of her phone.
She screamed and threw her phone away, "Ahhh!"
Laura said sadly, "My phone!"
Brandon was more grieved than her, "My penis! !"
There's another ounce of sadness in this town.
Queenie Wilson scratched her head furiously, screaming madly.
Emily was recording the video silently.
Sarah stood beside them in astonishment, unable to fit into the atmosphere.
Rachel calmly picked up Laura's phone and laughed, "Hey, the livestream hasn't stopped yet!" The quality of the mobile phone is not stabbing!"
Queenie Wilson was stunned and ran away screaming!
In the end, Brandon was sent to the ambulance as dead as a pasta.
The medical staff held back their laughter all the time.
Laura sat aside worriedly and said to the medical staff, "Laugh if you want. She is the only one who got smashed in her lower body after opening the door. You can be happy."
"We've been trained to laugh, no matter how funny it is," the doctors refused.
Brandon's pasta turned pale. "You guys have been laughing at me, and you didn't even stop."
Laura comforted them kindly, "If they laugh again, just take it as their mouth is leaking. Don't take it to heart."
Brandon:"...... Thank you for your safety. I feel like a spring breeze."
Laura chuckled and picked up her phone to check the trending picture.
Queenie Wilson grabbed Laura's chair and smashed Brandon's lower body#
Queenie Wilson, you have to be responsible for Brandon's bottom half #
Laura Chair Supplier#
Laura sent Brandon to the ambulance#
Laura's heart is in love#
Queenie Wilson has something.
After everything that happened yesterday, it's been suppressed.
It's also trending downward.
There was even another trending note: "Laura deliberately tempted Queenie Wilson to get angry."
Laura pouted, admiring herself very much.
She made the right choice to start a livestream.
The livestream is the best proof of her.
In fact, talents are not allowed to stream livestream because the pasta in their contracts is not allowed to do so casually. If they feel wronged, they can only swallow it. The agencies may hold each other back and expose dirty stories.
But why does she livestream?
Because she didn't sign a contract with Andy, and it was her company. She could play whatever she wanted.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
Sheryl said, "Andy is awesome. He can run the livestream without restraint, but Queenie Wilson's studio has contacted us and they want to make peace with us. It's not easy to suppress the trending scene anymore. The manager of Queenie Wilson wants us to make an offer."]
Laura raised her eyebrows and said, "You've been on the livestream. Why are you begging for peace?"]
[Sheryl: I have no choice. Queenie Wilson has signed many endorsement contracts with her and there are still movies to be released. If it is really big, the liquidated damages will cost her half her life, and she will release four movies soon!]]
Oh yes, Queenie Wilson is not used to being in front of her pasta. She has forgotten that she is actually a powerful actress.
Sheryl said, "They asked us to make a price and see if we can discuss it. They really knew that they were wrong. They said Queenie Wilson was going to make a mistake. If she did this again, they would go to the rooftop livestream and say you forced her to die."]
Laura:"......"
Sheryl: "Now I know that Queenie Wilson is not a big shot. It's because she's really out of spirits. There are many little girls who want to have sex with her, and you're the only one who does."]
"Her weak heart can't stand it anymore. She wants to give you a sum of money to shut up, or she will die at your doorstep."]
Laura:[? Didn't you just say rooftop?]
Sheryl: [She means your rooftop.]]
Laura:[?]
It's scary.
But she only has three floors.
Her pasta was solemn: [I'll think about it.]]
Sheryl:[? How much will you charge?]
Laura: [Consider changing to a twenty-story apartment.]]
Sheryl:[?]
She added, "I don't support her threatening me. I just want to change my suite."]
Sheryl:[? ??]
Laura pinched her chin and thought.
Although money was very tempting, she had more than enough.
She didn't intend to forgive Queenie Wilson.
But if Queenie Wilson did, her career would be over.
Now her material pursuit was full, but her spiritual pursuit was not satisfied.
She replied, "Yes, I can forgive her. I haven't figured out the amount yet, but the additional condition is that Queenie Wilson will cook herself in an iron wok and livestream it, and apologize to me."]
[Sheryl: OKnot yet. Let's talk about it.]]
Five minutes later.
[Sheryl: OKnot yet. After the negotiation, Queenie Wilson said she was going to wash your door.]]
Laura sent an address, "My house is heavily guarded by 20 security guards. Robots patrol in all directions, high-tech body scanning cameras, and three well-trained Tibetan mastiffs. If you rush into my house, you will be punished as trespassing. And twenty bodyguards will come forward to hold her at the same time. I wish her good luck."]
Sheryl:[? You live on a military base?]
Laura: No, I'm my high-tech family. I invented everything. What do you think?]
Sheryl:[...... I'll negotiate.]
[Sheryl: After the negotiation, Queenie Wilson said she wouldn't go to your house.]]
Laura breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, otherwise, she was afraid that her bodyguard would kill her.
Sheryl: [Queenie Wilson said she died before your pasta.]]
Laura:[6.]
Sheryl:[6.]