Hello, Mr. Brent

"You two... Where did you go? Oh, Emily, what's wrong with you? Why are there so many bruises on your body? Who scratched you?" Mrs. Brent also came over but was surprised after seeing Emily. There was a strange look appeared on her face.

Franklin looked at her coldly and glanced at Alan again. He then asked Jason, "What happened?”

Jason compressed his lips and answered Franklin according to the truth, "We went to the doorway of the attic. The door was suddenly opened, then Miss Johnson and Alan were coming out from inside.”

"You went to the attic? But why you sweated all over, like you had done a lot of labor work?” Mrs. Brent said immediately.

At this moment, the butler suddenly said, "When they came out, their clothes were in disarray. Miss Johnson... Even took off her coats.” "What?" Mrs. Brent exclaimed in shock.

Emily walked out almost unconsciously. Her head was so heavy that she even couldn't react when she saw Franklin.

Now she could finally take a breath of fresh air. She was almost suffocated in those three hours, and her brain was oxygen-starved.

It was not easy to keep a clear mind, but when she heard the butler say that, she immediately became fearful and quickly explained to Franklin, "Franklin, listen to me. It's not what you think."

Franklin asked coldly, “Then can you tell me what I'm thinking?"

"I..." Emily didn't know what to say.

Alan stood up and said, "Young master, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Miss Johnson was trapped in the attic warehouse with me because of my mistake. It was very stuffy inside which made Miss Johnson take off her clothes unwillingly.”

"Yes, yes. That's right.” Emily said immediately.

Mrs. Brent snorted coldly, "Alan, don't lie about it blatantly. You're the person who takes charge of the attic warehouse. You always keep the key with you. Since you have the key, how can you be trapped in it?" "Yes, I do have the key. But the door of the warehouse was locked from the outside. I couldn't open it from the inside. The door would only open automatically after three hours.” Alan said.

Mrs. Brent said, "If you didn't lock it from the inside, there was no possibility for the door being locked from the outside. Did you think that we would believe your explanation which seemed so stupid? Besides, according to you, if you didn't close it yourself, there must be someone else who had locked you in on purpose. But my whole family members had been looking for you for hours and you were nowhere to be found. If someone knew you were inside, why wouldn't he take us here earlier?”

"This may be the ultimate goal of the person who closed the door.” Alan said gloomily.

Mrs. Brent sneered, as if she didn't believe Alan's explanation at all. Emily looked at Franklin anxiously and pitifully. As if she was asking him, "Do you believe what I say?"

Franklin also looked at her, but his eyes were deep.

Emily's head was still heavy from the lack of oxygen for a long time. She felt a little itchy on her body, so she reached out her hand and scratched herself on the shoulder.

Ivy said hurriedly, "Emily, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt? Did Alan beat you inside the attic? I'll let someone take ointment for you. Alan, even if you're trapped inside the attic, you shouldn't beat Emily!" Ivy censured Alan again and quickly asked the servants to get the ointment.

Mrs. Brent snorted coldly, "Ivy, you're wrong. But again, you are just a little girl who knows nothing about that. Those bruises didn't come from fighting. You'll know when you have someone in love with."

"Ah, what's that?" Ivy showed an innocent look.

Mrs. Brent glanced at Franklin and said, "Franklin knows very well about that. He knows clearly what's happened.”

"Of course not made by fighting.” Emily said angrily, "This is clearly mosquito bites. There is no window inside, and I don't know where the mosquito came from. I almost died inside because of biting.”

"Oh, you think we're all idiots. Do mosquito bites look like that? Who can believe that?" Mrs. Brent snorted.

Emily was aggrieved, then she looked at Franklin and asked, "Do you believe me?"

Franklin lowered his eyes and finally nodded his head with the anticipation of Emily. He said in a deep voice, "Yes, I do.”

Emily let out a sigh of relief and burst into tears of grievance.

If there was no such a crowd, she would have rushed to Franklin and hugged him tightly.

Staying inside for three hours, she was scared out of her wits. She thought that she would probably die in there today.

"Franklin, don't be silly.” Mrs. Brent said angrily.

Franklin said, "I will definitely believe my girl. You don't need to worry about it. I'll take her home."

After saying that, Franklin walked over and scooped Emily up, then carried Emily away.

Alan stood there with a blank expression on his face, watching their figures disappear.

Mrs. Brent was trembling with anger, but she didn't dare to rush up to scold Franklin. She could only walk up to Alan, then she snorted and said, "You are really capable. That is as cheap as your mother."

When Emily arrived home, she rushed into the bathroom and took a quick shower, then changed her clothes. After that, she asked the servant to get some anophelifuge medicine

"What kind of mosquito is it? How could it bite such a big bite?" Emily applied ointment on her arms.

After applying it, she felt itchy all over her body again. When she took off her clothes in the bathroom, she saw a lot of big mosquito bites on her neck, collarbone, and even her back.

She had been bitten by mosquitoes before, but it was the first time that she had been bitten so seriously like this.

Emily rushed down the stairs and said to Franklin, "Franklin, do you think this mosquito is poisonous? How could these bites be so big?" Franklin was talking to Jason and Lisa just as the moment. When he heard what she said, he looked at her and said to Jason, "Call Dr. Lee here."

Jason nodded his head and immediately called Dr. Lee to come.

Lisa took the initiative and said, "Mr. Brent, let me help Miss Johnson apply ointment!"

Franklin nodded and signaled them to go.

Emily saw that Franklin was not in a good spirit, so she did not dare to say anything more and followed Lisa obediently to go away.

She took off her clothes and lied face down on the bed, asking Lisa to apply the ointment for her.

Lisa asked, "Miss Johnson, how did you go to the attic with Alan? Did he force you?"

Emily said immediately, "How could that be possible? I went up with him voluntarily. He saw a set of crystal cups on the bill and said they were already broken. I went to the warehouse with him to check out. Who knew there was someone who was so wicked and locked the door of the warehouse, which made me be bitten by the mosquitoes inside and almost suffocate to death.”

"We were all anxious because we couldn't find you. Mr. Brent left the meeting halfway. This was the first time he had interrupted the meeting because of his personal affair.” Lisa said.

Emily was stunned. She turned to look at Lisa and asked, "Is he angry? I'm really bitten by the mosquitos. Does he still not believe my explanation?”

Lisa sighed and said slowly, "Mr. Brent always dislikes young master Alan. I think Mr. Brent trusts you. But you should not mention it again in the future, especially when it comes to young master Alan.”

"Why?" Emily asked in puzzlement.

Lisa said seriously, "If you don't want to make Mr. Brent angry, just don't ask why. The doctor will come to check you later. I also hope these are really mosquito bites, not something else.”