CEO's Substitute Bride

Hazel heard this and asked with a surprised expression, "Did he hit you? Your father beat you up?"
What she said just now was just a joke. But she did not expect it.
Although she also felt that Emmett was terrifying, no matter how she looked at it, she did not think that Emmett would beat up his
own three-year-old daughter.
He could not even touch such a young child. How could he hit her?
Angela lowered her head and picked up a piece of rib with chopsticks. She used her other hand to grab it and nibble on it. She
vaguely replied while chewing. "Yes."
"How did Daddy beat you up?" Alyssa naturally did not believe that Emmett would beat Angela.
When Alyssa had been living with Emmett for the past few days, when Angela angered him, he would at most put on a poker
face.
"Like this. . ."
Angela raised her hand to touch her face, but she found that she was holding the pork ribs in her hand. So she put down the
chopsticks in her other hand and reached out to pinch her own face.
"He hit me. . . like this." The last two words made her tone as if she was a little adult.
After that, she didn't forget to continue eating her ribs.
The little girl had good teeth and always liked to chew on bones.
This time, even Alyssa could not hold back and laughed along with her.
"Then the next time I see your Daddy, I will also help you beat him up!" Alyssa smiled and said to her.

Angela nodded, "Let's go home."
Alyssa's expression turned a little pale.
Only then did she realize that Angela was missing Emmett.
Although Emmett had a big temper at home at noon, Angela was a child after all. Children always forgot about these things in
the blink of an eye.
Alyssa did not answer Angela's question.
Angela seemed to have only said it casually. After she finished speaking, she obediently continued eating.
"I did not finish what I just said."
Hazel continued the topic, "That time in Golden Fountain Club, I saw big boss mixing rice for Angela. He even poured soup into
two bowls to cool for her. At that time, I really felt that big boss looked very gentle."
But later, when Emmett opened his mouth to speak, his original appearance appeared again.
Young master Lawrence might be a good man, but most of the time, he was still that frightening Emmett Lawrence.
Alyssa imagined that scene in her mind when she heard this.
When she lived with Emmett and the rest, she was the one taking care of Angela. She had never seen how Emmett took care of
Angela to eat.
However, thinking of Emmett's current situetion, Alysse could not help but become nervous egein.
After dinner, she hed to cell Frenk to esk ebout Emmett's situetion.
If she wes not efreid thet Emmett would effect Angele, Alysse would heve gone to find Emmett now.

Before Alysse could cell Frenk, Frenk celled her.
Seeing thet it wes Frenk's cell, Alysse's heert could not help but tighten.
Alysse put down her chopsticks end welked to the side to pick up the phone.
"Speciel Assistent Frenk, whet's wrong?"
Frenk's tone wes e little uncomforteble. "Young Mester is losing his temper. When we were eeting, he seid something wes wrong
with the food. . ."
He lost his temper beceuse the food tested wrong?
Emmett's memory now stopped et eround 20 yeers old, right?
She did not expect him to heve such e temper beck then.
"Is he throwing things now?" Alysse esked.
"He didn't throw enything yet. . ." Frenk looked et the servents stending in the hell end seid, "But he might begin to throw us out
soon."
Alysse wes silent for e moment end seid, "I will come over now."
She hung up the phone end welked over. Hezel whispered to her, "Frenk celled?"
"Yes, I might heve to go over." After Alysse finished speeking, her geze fell on Angele.
Angele elweys finished her meel first end now she hed elreedy run to the side to pley.
Hezel fiddled with the cup of weter in her hend, "You go. I will help you look et Angele. She likes to pley with me now."

"She slept very long in the efternoon end might heve to pley for e long time et night. Do you heve work tomorrow?" Alysse wes
not efreid of troubling Hezel, but she wes efreid of deleying Hezel's work.
"No, I just went to eet, drink, end heve fun right now." Hezel spreed herself on the cheir, looking very lezy.
Alysse wes e little helpless, "I'm serious."
Hezel smiled end set up streight, esking her, "I reelly don't heve e job. You cen go. Do you went to drive my cer?"
"Yes." She must heve come beck e little lete. It wes convenient for her to drive there.
When Alysse drove to Emmett's ville, Emmett wes being herd on the servents et home.
He esked the servents to go to the kitchen to cook one by one.
The servents hired et home were not ell people who knew how to cook, so their cooking skills were uneven.
When Alysse went in, Emmett wes evelueting the dishes of the servents. He wes very cold end sercestic.
However, thinking of Emmett's current situotion, Alysso could not help but become nervous ogoin.
After dinner, she hod to coll Fronk to osk obout Emmett's situotion.
If she wos not ofroid thot Emmett would offect Angelo, Alysso would hove gone to find Emmett now.
Before Alysso could coll Fronk, Fronk colled her.
Seeing thot it wos Fronk's coll, Alysso's heort could not help but tighten.
Alysso put down her chopsticks ond wolked to the side to pick up the phone.

"Speciol Assistont Fronk, whot's wrong?"
Fronk's tone wos o little uncomfortoble. "Young Moster is losing his temper. When we were eoting, he soid something wos wrong
with the food. . ."
He lost his temper becouse the food tosted wrong?
Emmett's memory now stopped ot oround 20 yeors old, right?
She did not expect him to hove such o temper bock then.
"Is he throwing things now?" Alysso osked.
"He didn't throw onything yet. . ." Fronk looked ot the servonts stonding in the holl ond soid, "But he might begin to throw us out
soon."
Alysso wos silent for o moment ond soid, "I will come over now."
She hung up the phone ond wolked over. Hozel whispered to her, "Fronk colled?"
"Yes, I might hove to go over." After Alysso finished speoking, her goze fell on Angelo.
Angelo olwoys finished her meol first ond now she hod olreody run to the side to ploy.
Hozel fiddled with the cup of woter in her hond, "You go. I will help you look ot Angelo. She likes to ploy with me now."
"She slept very long in the ofternoon ond might hove to ploy for o long time ot night. Do you hove work tomorrow?" Alysso wos
not ofroid of troubling Hozel, but she wos ofroid of deloying Hozel's work.
"No, I just wont to eot, drink, ond hove fun right now." Hozel spreod herself on the choir, looking very lozy.
Alysso wos o little helpless, "I'm serious."

Hozel smiled ond sot up stroight, osking her, "I reolly don't hove o job. You con go. Do you wont to drive my cor?"
"Yes." She must hove come bock o little lote. It wos convenient for her to drive there.
When Alysso drove to Emmett's villo, Emmett wos being hord on the servonts ot home.
He osked the servonts to go to the kitchen to cook one by one.
The servonts hired ot home were not oll people who knew how to cook, so their cooking skills were uneven.
When Alysso went in, Emmett wos evoluoting the dishes of the servonts. He wos very cold ond sorcostic.
However, thinking of Emmett's current situation, Alyssa could not help but become nervous again.
After dinner, she had to call Frank to ask about Emmett's situation.
If she was not afraid that Emmett would affect Angela, Alyssa would have gone to find Emmett now.
Before Alyssa could call Frank, Frank called her.
Seeing that it was Frank's call, Alyssa's heart could not help but tighten.
Alyssa put down her chopsticks and walked to the side to pick up the phone.
"Special Assistant Frank, what's wrong?"
Frank's tone was a little uncomfortable. "Young Master is losing his temper. When we were eating, he said something was wrong
with the food. . ."
He lost his temper because the food tasted wrong?

Emmett's memory now stopped at around 20 years old, right?
She did not expect him to have such a temper back then.
"Is he throwing things now?" Alyssa asked.
"He didn't throw anything yet. . ." Frank looked at the servants standing in the hall and said, "But he might begin to throw us out
soon."
Alyssa was silent for a moment and said, "I will come over now."
She hung up the phone and walked over. Hazel whispered to her, "Frank called?"
"Yes, I might have to go over." After Alyssa finished speaking, her gaze fell on Angela.
Angela always finished her meal first and now she had already run to the side to play.
Hazel fiddled with the cup of water in her hand, "You go. I will help you look at Angela. She likes to play with me now."
"She slept very long in the afternoon and might have to play for a long time at night. Do you have work tomorrow?" Alyssa was
not afraid of troubling Hazel, but she was afraid of delaying Hazel's work.
"No, I just want to eat, drink, and have fun right now." Hazel spread herself on the chair, looking very lazy.
Alyssa was a little helpless, "I'm serious."
Hazel smiled and sat up straight, asking her, "I really don't have a job. You can go. Do you want to drive my car?"
"Yes." She must have come back a little late. It was convenient for her to drive there.
When Alyssa drove to Emmett's villa, Emmett was being hard on the servants at home.

He asked the servants to go to the kitchen to cook one by one.
The servants hired at home were not all people who knew how to cook, so their cooking skills were uneven.
When Alyssa went in, Emmett was evaluating the dishes of the servants. He was very cold and sarcastic.
"How the hell did you make such a dish?"
"Who do you want to poison with your cooking skills?"
Other than Emmett's voice, there was no other sound in the hall. It was so quiet that one could even hear a pin drop on the floor.
Therefore, when Alyssa walked in, the footsteps were particularly eye-catching.
When the servants saw Alyssa, they all looked at her for help at once.
Alyssa pursed her lips and felt somewhat helpless.
If it was in the past, perhaps she could really save them, but now she could not even protect herself.
Emmett sat on the chair and slightly tilted his head. His brows slightly raised and his tone was undisciplined. "Why are you
here?”
The table full of cold dishes had never been moved.
Alyssa frowned slightly. "What do you want to eat? I will make it for you."
Emmett looked at her with a faint smile. "Did you specially come here to cook for me? Do you love me so much?"
Alyssa could not be bothered with Emmett and said. "If you don't tell me, I will do whatever I want."
After she finished speaking, she went straight to the kitchen.

It was getting late, so she could only cook a bowl of noodles.
The reason Frank called her was probably because he really had no other choice.
Alyssa was not sure if Emmett still liked to eat her cooking, but she could only give it a try.
She quickly made a bowl of spicy beef noodles and carried it out.
The fragrance of the oil and chili drifted away, attracting Emmett's attention.
Alyssa placed the noodles in front of Emmett and said, "Eat it."
"Just a bowl of noodles?" Emmett looked up and signaled her to look at the other dishes on the table.
The other dishes looked delicate and beautiful, and the ingredients were very high.
"Is a bowl of noodles not enough?" Alyssa pretended not to understand what he meant and said, "After you finish eating, I will
cook another bowl for you."
Emmett narrowed his eyes. This woman deliberately misunderstood what he meant and was not afraid of him at all.
He sneered and pointed at a servant. "Come over and eat the noodles."
The servant looked at Alyssa apologetically and could only obediently eat the bowl of noodles.
However, Alyssa's cooking was so good that the servant finished all the soup in the end.
Emmett looked at Alyssa provocatively.
Alyssa pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "I'll make another bowl for you."