Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 60

Franklin leaned back slightly. He put one hand on the table and gently tapped the table with his fingers,

making a "thud" sound.

Emily sat up straight at once. Although she didn't get along with him for a long time, she discovered a

secret that every time Franklin thought about something, he would tap the table unconsciously. Now, it

was clear that he was considering her proposal.

Sure enough.

A moment later, Franklin said, "It's not impossible for me to let him go. Nonetheless, I'm a man who will

not leave my work half done. Now you want me to let go of him, you have to make me happy."

Emily's eyes lit up and asked quickly, "How can you be happy?"

"Well..." Franklin looked at her and said faintly, "Why don't we make a deal? I'll let him go and you do

something for me."

Emily's mouth twitched. She hadn't asked him to do anything for her. Why should she promise him

something when she asked him to let Anthony go?

But thinking of her mother, she agreed, "Tell me! What is it?"

"What can you do to help me? You can only do some trivial things. Besides, you're a disabled person.

You can't finish them if I give you difficult tasks. How about this? When you get well, you can work for

me as an assistant in my company." Franklin said slowly.

Emily said in surprise, "I'll be your assistant? What about Jason?"

"Do you think you can replace Jason?" Franklin sneered, "I just need someone to run errands for me.

What Jason does is important."

Emily pursed her lips, looked at him, and asked doubtfully, "Franklin, do you like me?"

Franklin was stunned, then revealed a sneer and said, "Emily, why are you so confident? How can I like

you?"

Emily, "..."

If you didn't like me, why did you marry me, be responsible for me, help me, and take me with you!

Emily complained in her heart and wanted to shout at him. But then she felt that it was disgraceful to

say it as if she was begging him to like her.

She bit her lip and snorted, "Humph. You'd better not like me. I won't like you anyway."

"You still like Lucas?" Franklin said in a cold voice.

Emily immediately said, "Of course not. He's not my first love. I have someone I like."

"Who do you like?" Not only did Franklin's voice turn cold, but his expression turned cold.

Emily said stubbornly, "Why should I tell you?"

Then she turned her wheelchair and left the study. Before she left, she glanced at the picture on his

desk and guessed who the woman in the middle was.

Franklin was so angry that he trembled all over and wanted to beat her up, who already married him

but still liked her first love.

But reason triumphed over impulse. He did not do anything impulsive and embarrassing.

Emily called her mother to tell her that she had made an agreement with Franklin.

Sure enough, Abigail told her the next day that Anthony had come to thank her. His matter was settled.

Although he lost his job, he was able to keep his identity and was not sued by the court.

"Mom, don't worry about Anthony anymore." Emily thought about it and said to Abigail.

Abigail said awkwardly after a moment of silence, "I see. I'll try not to trouble you in the future. But he's

still your father. You should..."

"Mom, haven't you got over him?" Asked Emily.

Abigail was completely silent and did not speak. After a while, she said a few perfunctory words and

hung up the phone.

Emily frowned. She had forgotten how her parents looked when they were together. After all, Anthony

divorced her mother when she was very young and betrayed her mother before she was born, which

was obvious from the age difference between her and Iris. So she never imagined her parents' feelings.

Before her mother's car accident, she lived with her mother and occasionally met Anthony a few times.

She didn't move to Anthony's house until her mother had a car accident. At Anthony's house, she knew

that Anthony and Elena loved each other.

She really couldn't figure out why her mother had been with someone like Anthony and she still couldn't

get over him.

When Franklin came back, Emily immediately told him about Anthony and thanked him. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Franklin said coldly, "Don't thank me. We have a deal."

Emily pursed her lips. Since the last time she talked to Franklin, it seemed that Franklin had been very

cold to her for the past two days.

He still looked after her, but he stopped talking and didn't even have a smile on his face. He kept a

poker face as if she owed him lots of money.

"Anyway, thank you for letting him off the hook," Emily said.

Franklin glanced at her and turned to leave. Emily quickly asked, "Hey, where are you going?"

"My name is 'hey'?" Franklin turned to look at her and asked coldly.

Emily smiled awkwardly and said, "Of course not."

Franklin's eyes were deep, and there was a profound meaning in them. He sighed and said, "It's like

casting pearls before swine when I am angry with you. I have something to do. Do you have anything

else?"

"No, if you have something to do, go ahead. We'll talk about it when you come back," Emily said

immediately.

Franklin gave her another meaningful look before turning around and leaving.

Emily sighed and patted her cheek. Why did she feel that her relationship with Franklin was strange

after that conversation?

Was he angry because she said she had a first love?

It shouldn't be! He had his first love as well. He even put her photo on the table and watched her every

day.

Emily sighed. It was hard to guess what Franklin was thinking!

"Madam, do you want to take a walk in the garden?" The servant came over to offer her a glass of

water and asked her.

Emily shook her head. Although the garden was nice, she was tired of it as she had been walking in it

for so many days. Now she just wanted to go out for a walk.

"Then.."

"Charge my phone. I want to make a call," Emily said quickly.

The servant nodded, charged her phone, and then gave the phone to her.

Emily called Joyce, who was excited when got a call from her, "Emily, I think you forget about me. You

finally call me."

"You're so ungrateful. If I don't call you, why don't you call me?" Emily laughed and scolded.

Joyce said, "You are now Mrs. Brent, a lady of great wealth. How dare I disturb you?"

"Come on. Others don't know me, but you know me well. Okay, let's not talk about this. Are you free

today? I want to go out for a walk, but I can't find anyone to accompany me," Emily said.

"You are a disabled person and you still want to go out! Does Franklin know that?" Joyce asked quickly.

Emily snorted, "His beloved little sister is back, so he doesn't have time to care about me. If you have

time, come and pick me up. I haven't been out for a long time."

"Okay, you wait. I'll call someone else to go with me to pick you up." Joyce thought about it and agreed.