Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 90 Third Brother-Martin Brook

Chapter 90 Third Brother-Martin Brook

After being besieged by fans at the airport for a long time, Martin Brook who has finally calmed down his excited crazy fans looked tired as soon as he got in the car.

The assistant poured him a cup of hot water. "Martin, don't get out of the car next time. Don't you have a bodyguard with you?"

"It's fine." An enchanting voice sounded. Some people had said that Martin Brook's voice was like the voice of a siren that could captivate one's heart, even in one sentence.

It was true. Although he had been with him for quite some time, the assistant could feel his heartbeat beating from time to time whenever he heard him speak.

How could there be such a perfect person? He thought.

But now, it was too painful to look at Martin's tired face.

Leaning back on his body, Martin Brook took off the sunglasses, revealing his impeccably attractive face, beautiful and affectionate eyes, and a tear mole at the corner of his eye, which added a touch of style to his fair skin.

The ruby earring on his left earlobe was exceptionally conspicuous. This kind of red color, which normal people could not handle properly-suited him well easily.

Martin Brook had a beautiful face that transcended the boundaries of gender. Although he had long hair that reached to his waist, no one would ever mistake him for a woman as long as they saw him. Because his noble and elegant temperament was like the noble son of the medieval royal family.

He closed his eyes, taking a short nap in the Multi-Purpose Vehicle. They arrived at the company after a while. Martin Brook put on his sunglasses and walked down, and his agent greeted him.

"You're back? How's it going?"

Martin Brook hummed in affirmation leisurely.

In the elevator, with his hands naturally placed in his trouser pockets, he looked attractive even though he was positioning himself casually. No matter what the good-looking man did, he was perfect.

"Did anyone scold me online while I was filming?" Martin Brook tilted his head slightly, looking at his manager.

His manager went silent- he knew it! Although this guy looked perfect... He was a narcissistic one. Not only did he sneak into his fans' group, watching his fans speaking of him in glowing terms through his alt account, but he also took the lead in doing that! Such shameless this person is!

Also, he could not accept people criticizing him, especially about his appearance. He did not mind if people criticized him for not having talent, acting arrogant, and so on; he just could not bear them criticizing his appearance, such as he looks ugly or had plastic surgery. Once found, this guy would surely scold that person without saying any swear words.

This was just a small case. What's more was that- if it weren't for him taking charge of his main account, this guy would use his main account to give the trolls peace of mind.

"Rest assured. Everything's fine even after you left. No one said that you're ugly." Listening to this, Martin Brook was satisfied.

"Oh. By the way, your brother is here."

Martin Brook paused, took off his sunglasses, and narrowed his eyes slightly. "What is this brat doing here?" Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

As soon as the elevator arrived, Martin Brook stepped inside.

"Perhaps he comes here to visit you."

"Tsk... how come that bastard will visit me so kindly? He probably did something, then came to hide."

The manager went speechless. "By the way, he also brought..."

Not waiting for him to complete his sentence, Martin Brook was a step ahead, pushing the door open. Then, he saw his younger brother, who was outstretching his arms on the back of the sofa, sitting like a bandit leader; and also a young girl sitting on his lap.

Beside him was a handsome boy, who was holding a pencil and a book, seriously drawing something in it.

This weird combination of three people made him hesitate. He doubted whether there was anything wrong with his posture of opening the door. How would his arrogant brother let a little girl sit on his lap?

It was at this moment that his cell phone rang, and the caller was his mother.

The three people in the office brushed over in unison when his cell phone rang. Two clean gazes fell upon him, whereas for his younger brother, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and giving a crooked smile, looking somehow annoying.

"Hey, mom, what's up?" He could be fooling around while greeting before. But now he's being watched by several pairs of eyes. Even though he was cheeky, he decided to talk seriously.

"Martin, I couldn't contact you earlier than you're filming. Your younger sister was found, that little one of your uncle's. You used to enjoy hugging her when she was young. By the way, let me tell you. Nancy was a good-looking child! Come back quickly. Nancy and your uncle should be able to go home today..."

While holding the mobile phone, listening to her mother bragging about his uncle's daughter, his gaze fell on the Ted sitting on his younger brother's lap.

"Younger sister?" His tone rose slightly. Perhaps didn't even need him to return home. He could already meet that girl whom his mother was bragging about.

Nancy was looking at her attractive brother, feeling a little nervous. Her fingers were tugging tightly at Fourth Brother's sleeve. As soon as hearing him calling her 'younger sister', immediately, she let out an adorable grin.

Martin Brook was not only a narcissistic but also a face-judger since he was a child. And for this reason, he has been competing with his uncle's family to hug this little girl since young. And now he had the urge to hold her tight in his arms.

Nancy jumped off from Fourth Brother's lap and looked at Third Brother, who was standing at the door anxiously. In Martin Brook's eyes, she looked like a pitiful little puppy waiting for its master to call.

"Okay, I got it." After hanging up the phone, Martin Brook trudged in slowly.

"Come here." He raised his hand and gestured to Nancy.

Instantly, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she ran to his side on small steps.

Martin Brook chuckled lightly, thinking that she looked like a cute little puppy.

Nancy raised a bright smile, stared at him nervously with clean eyes, and played with her fingers anxiously.

"Third... Third brother." She greeted softly. The cuteness of this child was so much that even the manager and helper standing beside him fell under her cuteness, wanting to give her the best of the best in the world.

Looking at the delicate porcelain looking-like girl, Martin Brook felt that his tiredness was swept away. Then he reached his hands over and touched her head.

Nancy blinked her beautiful big eyes, moving her head closer to his palm, and smiled with great joy.

She thought, Third Brother touched my head. Did it mean that he liked me?