Chapter 647 Neighbor
Chester stared at the woman in front of him for a long time with inexplicable eyes.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Haya's forehead as she looked pitifully at Chester.
She put her palms together, as if she was asking for help.
"If you want to send someone to the hospital, you can call an ambulance."
Haya looked at Chester in surprise. After a while, she said, "It will be too late for the ambulance to come. I'm afraid..."
"Then call the property manager. They are on duty 24 hours a day."
"But..."
Chester raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything else?"
"Why are you so heartless? Don't you know how to help a normal person in such a situation? I..."
Chester sneered and glanced coldly at Haya.
"Then you can take it that I'm not normal."
After that, Chester didn't even bother to look at Haya as he slammed the door open.
Haya was stunned. He threw a few punches at the door and gnashed her teeth in anger.
"Who is he? I'm speechless!"
Chester was a stubborn man. It would be ugly if she continued to pester him.
Ever since Haya had suffered a loss from Beau, she had understood a truth.
She couldn't argue with such men, so she had to be wise.
Haya didn't stay any longer. She went back to her room and took the key and purse. She hurriedly went downstairs.
She didn't lie. Jina did fall downstairs and called her for help.
She had wanted to take this opportunity to make friends with Chester, but she didn't expect him to be so heartless. She simply gave up this opportunity and planned to find another chance.
Jina was old, and her figure was a little plump. Her weight was heavy.
Haya tried, but she still couldn't carry her. In the end, she could only helplessly call the property manager.
Before the property manager arrived, Jina called an ambulance.
The property manager arrived, so did the ambulance.
The siren of the ambulance sounded in the community, and the noise was not small. After a while, someone in the group was talking about it. Someone mentioned that Haya from upstairs got on the ambulance together. She was really a good person.
It didn't take long for someone to jump out and praise Haya madly, saying that the child was really warm-hearted.
After Chester took a shower, he happened to hear the siren of the ambulance downstairs.
He wiped his hair and walked to the window, looking downstairs.
He happened to see the medical staff take her to the ambulance, followed by a familiar figure.
He sneered, and there was no extra expression on his face.
The phone on the coffee table kept ringing. He went over and opened it to have a look.
It was a message from Beau. He asked if he was home and if he had eaten.
He threw away the thermos, and he had to buy a similar one to return it.
He didn't want to eat the food made by that woman, Eliza, but he still had to maintain the image of a big brother on the surface.
A good brother couldn't waste his sister-in-law's efforts for no reason.
Chester replied to Beau and said that he had already returned home. He also thanked Eliza and said that the food she cooked was very delicious.
Especially the ribs soup, which was very delicious.
On the other end, Beau replied after a while, saying that he was glad that Chester liked it.
Then he didn't mention asking him to visit his home again. He might be busy.
Chester replied with a smile, then clicked on the contact list to see who else would send him a message.
As he expected, no one would take the initiative to contact him except for those who had sent him an advertisement.
In the midst of these, a group chat that had been blocked by him but had red dots came to Beau's dialog box.
Chester clicked on it and found that it was a group of owners. Maybe it was when he checked in, the property manager added him in.
He was about to quit the group chat when he saw the admin post a notice.
Because of what had happened to Jina, the property owners were a little worried. They thought that they were a friendly community, and they had to take care of anyone in time.
The property manager asked the owners who lived alone to make a private registration and leave an emergency contact. In case of any problems in the future, they could ask them for help as soon as possible.
The property manager emphasized that not only the old people who lived alone, but also college students or adults who went to work were allowed to register as long as they lived alone.
It was said that distant relatives were not as good as neighbors. If necessary, they could help.
The group was filled with praise. Everyone said that this method was good.
It was very quiet in the apartment, but the group chat was very lively.
For some reason, Chester did not quit the group. He continued to block the message and then threw his phone aside.
He had thought that Haya was not lying. There might be a poor old person downstairs waiting to help.
But so what?
Even the person sleeping with him could be a liar. It had nothing to do with him whether his neighbors were dead or alive.
Thinking of this, Chester felt more at ease.
He threw the towel on the sofa, turned around, opened his wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, and poured it.
He turned on the TV and changed it to the animal channel. He watched it while drinking, and finally slept on the sofa for the whole night because he was drunk.
Beau put away his phone and looked back at Eliza, who was packing up the bowls and chopsticks.
"Throw it directly into the dishwasher. You don't have to do it yourself."
Eliza shook her head. "Just these few bowls. I'll be done soon."
Seeing that he couldn't convince her, Beau had to take it himself. "Then I'll wash it."
"No, you can go and do your work." Eliza smiled and asked, "By the way, is Chester home? Where does he live now? Is he in a hotel?"
Beau shook his head. "He's home. He's living in an apartment in the east of the city. He bought the apartment for himself. It's a middle-class neighborhood. There are several schools nearby, which can be regarded as a school district."
"Doesn't he want to move in with us? How's the security over there?"
Beau shook his head. "I mentioned it to him. He said he didn't want to disturb us, but I guess his self-esteem won't allow it."
"We're a family. Why do we need to be so clear about it?"
Beau smiled and rubbed her nose with his hand, which was covered with bubbles. His eyes were full of love.
"If everyone is like you, the world will be too beautiful."
Eliza wrinkled her small nose and wiped the foam with a tissue.
She didn't understand what Beau meant and only told him, "Wash it properly if you want to wash dishes."
Beau couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay."
As soon as they finished cleaning, Graciana, who was full, came to say goodbye.
"You're leaving just like that?"
"I just made an appointment with Mr. Jones. I want to talk about a few actors and see if we can divide them into groups."
In the end, Graciana took Chester's words to heart.
Whether it was those supporting roles who had kicked her when she was down on the Internet or Corrine who had tried to make Eliza and Roseane look ugly, since they couldn't be replaced, she should find a way to put them in another group.
If they had fewer chances to get in touch with each other, they would have fewer opportunities to take advantage of.
It could also guarantee the safety of Eliza and Roseane to a certain extent.
Of course, she also wanted Chester to know that she was not a fake agent.
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