Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 101

Franklin sat alone in the corner of the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand, swaying gently, ignoring

the group's talk.

"Mr. Brent, what's your opinion on this matter?" One of them paused and turned to ask Franklin.

Franklin glanced at him and continued to be indifferent, ignoring his questions.

The man rubbed his nose awkwardly and smiled awkwardly, "What's wrong with Mr. Brent today? Why

is he not in good spirits?"

"Not yet trapped by love." Harry curled his lips and chuckled.

The others thought Harry was joking, and they all laughed perfunctorily to continue the conversation.

Harry walked over and sat down beside Franklin.

Franklin immediately glared at him and said, "Don't think I don't know. You brought Emily in."

"Yes, I brought her in. But you are too cruel to have her thrown out again. This is very sad for a girl. Be

careful that she is really heartbroken and will never come back."

"I'm afraid of her." Franklin snorted coldly.

Harry sighed, "You care about her, so what if you admit it?"

"So you think I care about her, and you think she can force me to change the matter of sending your

sister abroad?" Franklin's eyes darkened and he snorted.

Harry said seriously, "That doesn't have to be done by Ivy. Why do you have to rely on her? You know

how much she loves you, and you do this..."

"That's why I want to send her abroad and stop her from thinking about it. Let her understand that it's

impossible for me to be with her. If I soften my heart to her, it will only make her think that I have

feelings for her, and she will never let it go." NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

"But this is too cruel for her."

"Do you want your sister to suffer for a while or for a lifetime?" Franklin asked.

Harry looked at him and asked, "Does Ivy really not have a chance?"

Franklin shook his head and said firmly, "Even if all the women in the world are dead, I will only treat

her as my sister."

"Actually, I'm curious why it's Emily and how she's attracted to you. Or maybe it's not necessarily if

she's someone else, as long as it makes Avery..."

"Harry, you talk a lot today," Franklin said unhappily.

Harry shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Every time you talk about Avery, you lose your temper. It

really hasn't changed at all. Well, I know, I won't say anything more. But I brought Emily here, so I have

to say something more. You are too cold to her, and it will break her heart. If she really wants to divorce

you, I'll see where you can find such a good woman. Avery is coming back soon."

Franklin's eyes darkened. After Harry left, he called Jason to ask him about Emily.

Jason stood guard outside the door and said awkwardly, "Mr. Brent, Miss Johnson has been sitting at

the door, as if waiting for you to come out."

Franklin curled his lips and said faintly, "Then let her wait! Don't let anyone disturb her."

"Ah?" Jason was surprised.

He thought Mr. Brent would order someone to drive her away, but he didn't want anyone to disturb her.

Jason wanted to ask again. Franklin had hung up.

Franklin, who had hung up the phone, raised the corners of his mouth and was in a good mood. He

coughed softly and chatted with the group of people who were talking too much.

Emily was still waiting at the door, playing with the fruit on his phone to relax, and looking at the door

from time to time.

The phone was running out of battery before someone finally came over.

"Emily, why are you sitting here? Where's Franklin? Won't he see you?" Ivy walked up to Emily and

asked.

Emily looked up, stood up and looked at her, "Why are you here?"

Not only did Ivy come, but Ryan followed Ivy.

Ivy's eyes turned red and her eyes were red. She choked and said, "I want to beg Franklin not to send

me away. Emily, please believe me. The last time was really none of my business. My aunt and I have

been together for a long time, and we don't even know that you and Alan went to the attic, so how can

we lock the door outside? But Franklin decided that I locked the door, and now he wants to send me

abroad."

"Don't say that your Franklin thinks you locked the door, even I think it's you. Ivy, let me ask you, did

you participate in the last time I was splashed with ink? On the one hand, you pretended to be nice to

me, one sister at a time, but you schemed against me behind my back. Do you think I would believe

what you said?" Emily snorted.

Ryan frowned unhappily and said, "Miss Johnson, you're going too far. Ivy..."

"Shut up." Emily said, "You forgot about the last time I helped you. You like Ivy. Of course, you think

she's good for everything. Then ask her if she swore she didn't plot against me?"

Ivy lowered her head and cried even harder. Her body trembled slightly, and Ryan was heartbroken.

"Emily, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm wrong, it's all my fault. I love Franklin! I've always loved him deeply. But

before, there was Avery who couldn't see me. Sister Avery left. Even if it was my turn, it was my turn.

Why did you suddenly appear, why did he suddenly marry you, I am not willing to! I did participate in

the matter of you being splashed with ink, but it was your sister who came to me, and I contacted

auntie. Other things... I did add fuel to the fire, but this has absolutely nothing to do with me. You have

to trust me."

Her eyes were red, and she couldn't help but look up and wipe them.

Was it her fault to be forced to marry Franklin? Without those things, she would never have had

anything to do with Franklin in her life.

Why did she dare not go to Franklin to settle the score, but repeatedly bullied her, really think that she

was helpless and easy to bully.

"Miss Johnson, Ivy said that. Don't you believe her? Ivy is crying so sadly, she must be telling the truth,"

Ryan said urgently.

Emily roared, "Shut up. If you like her, of course you think everything she said is right. Then what is the

grievance I have suffered and the harm you have done to me? Is it just an apology that can end it?"

"Emily, what do you want me to do? As long as Franklin doesn't send me away, I'll do whatever you

want me to do," Ivy cried.

"I can't make the decision. How can Franklin's decision be mine? Can't you see that I'm outside now?

It's because he kicked me out. I'm not waiting here for you, I'm waiting for Alan." I heard that Alan was

punished by Franklin for this and he's still kneeling outside the temple."