Hello, Mr. Brent

"If you come back home today, I'll get him back. It's not hard for you," Franklin said.

She frowned, not expecting him to do this.

However, thinking that she couldn't always stay at Joyce's house, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go home, but it doesn't mean that I forgive you. I still remember how you cursed me."

With that, Emily turned around and left.

Franklin smiled bitterly and picked up the coffee to taste it.

It tasted good, though it was a little cold.

But when did he curse her? Where did she hear that?

But anyway, she finally agreed to go home. Franklin was in a good mood and was very efficient. During lunch, he took an hour to take Emily out to eat.

"Isn't it good to eat in the cafeteria? Why are we eating out?" Emily asked as she followed Franklin.

"There are a lot of opportunities you can eat in the cafeteria. I'm not that busy today,” Franklin explained.

Emily smiled. No one disliked going out to eat, and he meant it for her own good.

"Don't you drive?" Emily asked in surprise when she saw the elevator stop on the first floor.

Franklin said, "The restaurant is just across from the company, which is quite good. Let's go there on foot."

"Okay." Emily nodded and followed Franklin.

As they crossed the road, Franklin suddenly reached out and held her hand.

Emily looked at Franklin in a daze.

Franklin, as if he didn't notice it, still held her hand and crossed the road. A few seconds seemed a long time to Emily, and she gradually blushed as they crossed the road.

This was the first time someone had held her hand when crossing the road. She had been with Lucas for such a long time, but he had never done such a considerate thing.

"Mr. Brent." The waiter immediately greeted Franklin when he saw him. It seemed that he had been here before.

Franklin nodded and asked the waiter to take them to the special private room.

After sitting down, the waiter brought the menu to Emily. Emily looked at it and didn't know what to order, so she gave the menu to Franklin and asked him to order.

"That's all." Franklin finished ordering.

The waiter immediately took it with a smile and closed the door of the private room for them when he left.

This private room was called Plum Blossom Room, and the environment was quite good. In addition to a large painting hanging on the wall with plum blossoms in it, there were a few plum blossoms in the bottle. There was a faint fragrance of plum blossoms in the room.

"Are these real plum blossoms or fake ones?" Emily couldn't help but look at it curiously and touch it with her hand.

But now the imitation products were well done, so she couldn't tell whether they were real or not.

"Of course they are real," Franklin said slowly.

Emily was surprised, "But it's not winter."

Franklin chuckled, "Don’t you know there's a saying that money made the mare go? As long as you want, you can see anything you want in any season."

Emily curled her lips. It was a world of rich people that she didn't understand.

However, such a charming private room was very pleasing to the eye. Emily was forced to be a sales lady with a bad grace. In fact, she was a romantic person who liked romantic things.

Soon, the waiter knocked on the door and served the dishes one by one.

The dishes Franklin ordered were good. He had ordered six dishes and one soup, as well as Emily's favorite juice.

Franklin never drank anything like this, but Emily liked it, so he ordered one.

However, he took the initiative to serve her soup during the meal, then put it in front of her and said, "Drink less juice but more soup.”

"Thank you," Emily thanked.

For some reason, the two of them had eaten together so many times, but this was the first time that she had had a romantic feeling.

Was it because of the environment?

Emily could not help but think about it. Franklin did not like to eat out, but it was nice to eat out occasionally, and the atmosphere was different immediately.

After lunch, it was almost time for work.

Emily and Franklin stood up together, and Franklin took Emily's coat for her.

They didn't expect to run into acquaintances as soon as they went out. Ivy widened her eyes and looked at Franklin in surprise, "Franklin, you're here too! What a coincidence. I haven't been here for a long time and come here on a whim. I don't expect to meet you."

Emily's face immediately clouded over and she glanced at Franklin. Was it destiny or was he intentional? Why did he bring her here for lunch? Did he come here on purpose to run into Ivy?

"Emily, you're here too!" Ivy saw Emily and greeted her with a smile. Emily smiled awkwardly and thought to herself, “I'm here all the time, but you can't see me."

"We've already eaten. Take your time!" Franklin said lightly.

Ivy immediately said, "I've also finished eating and I'm just about to leave. Franklin, I'll go with you!"

"What are you doing with us when we go to work?" Franklin said.

"Ah, go to work? What about Emily?" Ivy asked.

Franklin said, "Of course she goes to work with me. She's my assistant now."

Ivy widened her eyes and looked at Franklin in disbelief.

After a long while, she pouted and said, "Franklin, don't you say you won't allow friends to be your employee? I said I wanted to be your assistant, but you rejected me. Now why do you ask Emily to be your assistant? That's not fair."

"lvy, why don't you come in... Uncle, Miss Johnson, you're here too!" Ryan came to Ivy and hurriedly say hello to Franklin and Emily when he saw them.

Emily nodded at him, giving him a look that everything had been done. Of course Ryan was very grateful and quickly said, "Uncle, Miss. Johnson, have you eaten yet? Come in and let's eat together. It's my treat.”

"No need. We don't dare to eat if it's your treat. We had a problem with it last time," Franklin said coldly.

Ryan was embarrassed. He knew that Franklin was referring to what happened to Iris last time.

"We'll go first and you guys enjoy your lunch.” Franklin held Emily's hand and said to them.

After that, without waiting for the two of them to speak again, he led Emily away.

Ivy was so aggrieved that her tears were flowing. She looked at their backs with tearful eyes.

With a sigh, Ryan walked up to her and put his hand on her shoulder, "lvy, don't be too upset. You know Uncle's temper. He's always been like this."

"But why does he treat Emily differently?" Ivy muttered.

Ryan shook his head and said, "I don't know. Nonetheless, it's good that Uncle finally got married. We don't have to worry about him anymore."

"Ryan, don't you say you will help me?" Ivy turned her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Ryan looked away and sighed, "Ivy, I want to help you. But as you can see, my uncle is married. What can I do? Can I get him divorced? Even if I ask him to do so, he won't listen to me."