Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 73

Emily snorted coldly and said to the driver, "I'm sorry for wasting your time. I won't get in."

Franklin turned to look at her and said coldly, "Do you want to be absent from work if you don't get in

the car? Being absent on the second day of work, your full-attendance bonus will be deducted wholly."

"Who said I will be absent? I don't have to take your car to work." Emily snorted and dragged Joyce

forward.

Franklin didn't not how to respond.

Looking at Emily's back, his face turned bluish with anger. This woman was getting more and more

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"Mr. Brent, what should we do?" The driver asked anxiously.

"Let's go," Franklin said coldly.

As Emily and Joyce walked, they saw Franklin's car whizzing past them.

"Humph, bastard, bad guy." Emily cursed angrily.

Joyce said nervously, "Emily, it might be not good for you to do this. Will he feel offended and divorce

you in a fit of pique?"

"I am not afraid of divorcing him. It would be better that he divorce me earlier so that I could be free."

Emily snorted coldly, but she was very upset.

Joyce felt Emily's sadness, but she would better not to point it out. The two separated at the bus stop,

taking different buses towards opposite directions.

After getting off the bus, Emily walked for a while before she reached the gate of the company.

Just as she was about to enter, a car stopped in front of her unexpectedly. The window opened, and a

familiar face appeared.

"Miss Johnson, do you remember me?" The man asked with a smile.

Emily squinted and thought for a while, then nodded.

He was Franklin's nephew and they had dinner together before. But she forgot his name. At that time,

he was courting Ivy all the time, which impressed Emily deeply.

"I'm Ryan, and Franklin is my Uncle." Ryan knew she had forgotten his name with a glance, and

introduced himself again.

Emily immediately smiled and said, "I remember. What a coincidence to meet you here."

"It's not a coincidence. I was waiting for you here," Ryan said with a smile.

"Wait for me? What's the matter?" Emily was surprised.

Ryan smiled, "Miss Johnson, why don't you get in the car? It's strange to chat like this, and others will

feel curious too."

Emily thought that Ryan was Franklin's nephew, so it should be alright. She opened the door and sat in

the passenger seat.

Ryan started the car and drove it to the path ahead.

It was not far from the company, and it was only ten minutes' walk away. Emily was very satisfied with

the place.

"I was supposed to meet you on a formal occasion, and treat you to a cup of coffee and something to

eat. But since you're going to work soon, that's the only way. I'll treat you next time," Ryan said.

No one could refuse a smiling face. Emily didn't expect Ryan to be so friendly. She smiled and replied,

"It's okay. We're family. If you need anything, go ahead!"

Ryan pondered for a while and said, "Then I'm going to be straight with you. You're my Uncle's wife,

and I should call you aunt normally. But since we're about the same age, so I'll just call you Miss

Johnson. Yesterday, my Uncle and Aunt came to visit him. I’m wondering if you know?"

"Yes, but I don't know what they came for." Emily realized that it was about Franklin's cousin.

Ryan sighed and said, "My father and uncle are both his cousins. Although their surname are Brent,

their family rule requires that the power has always been passed down to the legitimate sons and

grandsons. So the power passed from grandpa to uncle Franklin. The rest of us are just following his

order."

"You can get straight to the point," Emily said.

She was not interested in the family history of the Brent, nor could she clarify such a huge family

pedigree.

"Well, They have a son named Matthew, who is also the only son of him. And he is one year younger

than me. Matthew, Franklin, and I have a good relationship since childhood. He is as mischievous as a

child. It's time for Franklin to marry and have children now, but he has not taken any action. The old

people in the family are very worried, so is his mother. So Matthew did something wrong. He has a

cousin who is also from a wealthy family in Lancaster and adores Franklin very much. Matthew found a

chance to ask him out, and then put something in his drink, trying to bring them together..."

"Wait, was it the 24th day?" Emily was startled and immediately interrupted him.

Ryan looked at her in surprise, then nodded and said, "Yes. Franklin was very angry. On the 25th day,

he sent Matthew to a company of the Brent in Africa. It was an impoverished place. Matthew has been

pampered since he was a child, and he can't bear living there. He cried and called home three times a

day, but Franklin refused to let go. A few days ago, I heard that Matthew was sick. His father and

mother were very anxious and went to beg Franklin to get Matthew back. At least the medical facilities

here will be better. But Franklin didn't even see them. I have no other ways. I can't watch my brother

die and do nothing. So, I come for Miss Johnson, hoping that you can say something nice in front of

Franklin and let him forgive Matthew. That day, I saw that Franklin was very concerned about Miss

Johnson."

"Then you really think highly of me. If he cares about me, I won't take the bus to work today." Emily

self-mocked herself.

Ryan frowned, thought for a while and pleaded, "Miss Johnson, I know it's a bit too much to ask you to

help us. After all, you have nothing to do with this. But now, I don't know who else to look for. My Uncle

even won't listen to his mother. I can only ask Miss Johnson to have a try. Maybe there will be a

change."

Emily frowned. This was a family matter of the Brent. Franklin had no intention of telling her. She

shouldn't have intervened. Even Jason told her not to meddle.

But Ryan was so sincere that it would be callous of her to refuse. And that matter had something to do

with her, after all.

After thinking about it, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try, but I can't guarantee whether I can convince

him."

"Miss Johnson, I am so grateful. Whether it works or not, I will remember your kindness," Ryan smiled

immediately.

Emily sighed lightly, feeling like she asked for trouble for herself. Besides, she and Franklin were giving

each other silent treatment now.

Ryan took her back to the gate of the company. Getting out of the car and watching Ryan's car leave,

Emily sighed again.