Hello, Mr. Brent

Emily was going to take a taxi home after work, but Ryan's sports car suddenly stopped conspicuously in front of her while she was waiting for the taxi.

Emily asked in surprise, "Why are you still here?"

Their lunch was prolonged until evening. He and Ivy really had a good appetite.

Ryan smiled and said, "We already finished eating. We just passed by and happened to see you. Where's uncle? Why isn't he with you?"

"He has dinner outside tonight. I'll go home alone,” Emily said quickly. "So you are here."

"Of course take a taxi! The bus can't send me home," Emily said. "Taxi?" Ryan screamed.

At this time, a car behind him honked. Ryan looked back and said to Emily, "Get on quickly. The car can't park here.”

Emily hesitated and opened the car door.

Only when she sat in the passenger seat did she found that Ryan was not the only one in the car. There was still one person in the back. Hidden in the dark, the person couldn't be seen clearly.

"Are you taking me home? Will it take up your time?" Emily asked. Ryan smiled and said, "It's my honor to take you home, so it's worth the time. But I'm curious why my uncle didn't buy you a car and you still have to take a taxi home.”

"Why should he buy me a car? We've never discussed this before,” Emily blushed in embarrassment.

She was already grateful that Franklin had paid for her mother's medical bills. How could she ask him to buy a car for her? Even if she wanted to buy the car, she would save money for it herself.

Ryan looked at her in surprise. If he hadn't driven, he would have been looking at her for a long time.

"You are really different from normal people,” Ryan's lips twitched and he said.

Emily frowned, unable to understand what he meant.

But Ryan didn’t say much. This was his uncle's family business, and he couldn't step in.

After the car drove for an hour, Emily looked at the neon lights outside and asked in surprise, "Where are you going? It's not the way home! Do you know how to get there?”

"Of course I know. I've been there more than once. But we're not going home. I'll take you to play. It's too early to go home. My uncle isn't at home. Why don't you come out to play?”

"Ah? Where are you taking me?” Said Emily hurriedly.

She was a good girl, and she had never played around before. At most, she would chat with some female friends at a coffee shop or a milk tea shop.

However, Ryan was not the one who would go to a milk tea shop. "You'll know when we get there. Don't worry. You're my little aunt. I won't sell you. What are you afraid of? I've made an appointment with Ivy. She will be there too. You know each other. You're married to my uncle, so at least you need to know the people in this circle.” Ryan advised her.

Emily frowned and wanted to argue again, but Ryan's car stopped at this time.

"Okay, we're here. Get out of the car!" Ryan said.

Emily's lips twitched and she got out of the car helplessly.

The person behind also got out of the car, and Emily was shocked. Wasn't this the person who poured water for her at the meal that day? He looked exactly like Franklin.

"Are you from the Brents, too?" Emily greeted with a smile.

He had a face that resembled Franklin, so how could he not be from the Brents?

"No, my name is Alan," Alan said coldly.

It was so strange that he was not from the Brents!

Alan ignored her and walked straight in.

Ryan walked up to Emily and said with a smile, "Don't mind, Miss Johnson. He's just like this, with a cold face all day, as if someone owes him eight million dollars.”

"Is he really not one of the Brents? Is he Franklin's nephew?" Emily guessed.

Alan looked so much like Franklin. Even Taylor and Ryan couldn't resemble Franklin better than him. No wonder she thought so.

Ryan was lost in thought for a moment and whispered, "Let me tell you and you can't tell uncle. Alan is actually my uncle. He is the illegitimate son of the eldest grandpa, but he is not as lucky as uncle. He cannot get the surname Brent and can only be raised by aunt.”

"So dramatic?” Emily was surprised.

Ryan smiled and said, "This is not a rare thing in a rich family. It's normal. After a long time, you will know. Anyway, he is lonely and a little cold, but he is a good man. If you don't like him, don't talk to him."

Emily pressed her lips. She really didn't want to know much about these secrets of the Brents.

Ryan invited her in, and she followed him in.

On the way, she also asked him about the relationship between Lucas’s mother and Mrs. Brent. As expected, what she guessed was right. Mrs. Brent was Mr. Brent's third wife. The first two wives of Mr. Brent had three daughters, and none had a son.

However, Mrs. Brent finally succeeded in giving birth to his eldest son. Mr. Brent was so happy that he gave Mrs. Brent the title.

No wonder Franklin was not afraid of Mrs. Brent, because his mother's honor increased as she gave birth to him.

"Ryan, why are you so late?" As soon as Ryan went in, Ivy said unhappily.

But when she saw Emily beside Ryan, she looked surprised and said, "Emily, why are you here?"

Emily smiled and said, "Hello, Miss Carter. Ryan took me here by the way. I didn't disturb you, did 1?"

"Of course not, welcome." Ivy said quickly with a smile.

She enthusiastically put her arm around Emily's shoulder and introduced her to the others in the room, "This is Emily, my best friend. You can get acquainted. Don't bully her.”

"She seems to be a big shot to make Miss Carter call her sister,” everyone laughed.

Emily smiled awkwardly. The men and women in this room should be about the same age as Ivy and Ryan. They were all dressed very well and should be the people in the circle that Ryan said.

Alan was also sitting inside, but sitting in the most remote corner. He looked aloof, a little incompatible with the place.

“I'm sorry I'm late. I'll punish myself a glass of wine.” Another person came in and said to everyone with a smile as soon as he entered. Emily felt the sound familiar and turned her head. It was him, Lucas. Lucas looked at her with a surprised expression and cried out, "Emily, why are you here?”

Emily was embarrassed. She didn't expect Lucas to come. She blinked and didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Ryan put his arm around Lucas's shoulder and said, "I met her on the way and brought her here. Thanks to her help, uncle finally agreed on Matthew's matter. We shall all toast her later.”

"It's not worth mentioning.” Emily smiled.

At this moment, her phone rang. It was from Franklin. Emily said quickly, "I'm sorry. I'll go out and answer the phone first.”

She walked out with her cell phone.