Thomas Fisher had been keeping an eye on Alice Turner's situation, and the moment Anthony ran out of the room, he noticed immediately.
He opened the door and walked out of his room, tilted his head to glance at Anthony's room, and strode towards Alice Turner's door.
Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!
Hearing the doorbell, Alice Turner thought Anthony had returned, flushed the toilet, and walked out of the bathroom with big strides.
"You little brat! You dare to come back? Don't blame me for not being polite to you." She shouted at the person outside the door while walking quickly towards the door.
But when she opened the door, she was stunned, "Why is it you?!"
She had thought it was the brat, but didn't expect it to be the man living across from her.
"Does seeing me surprise you this much?"
Thomas Fisher stepped inside the room with a stride. He had heard Alice Turner's yelling clearly while standing outside the door.
What had that brat done to make his Alice this angry?
