Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 62

"Hello, Mr. Carter." Emily was pushed over by Joyce to greet Harry.

Seeing her, Harry stood up and smiled, "Miss Johnson, you're here."

Ivy also stood up and looked at Emily carefully.

Emily felt her gaze, looked at Ivy in surprise, and thought in her mind, "The little girl is really beautiful.

Is she Ivy?"

Ivy walked up to Emily with a smile and shook hands with her, "Hello, Emily. I'm Ivy, Harry's sister."

"Hello, Miss Carter," Emily responded to her uneasily.

Emily complimented her in her mind, "Ivy is such a beauty."

Even so, Ivy still couldn't be compared to the girl, whose photo was seen by Emily on Franklin's desk

that day. That girl must be Avery. Compared to them, Emily felt that she was so plain and ordinary.

"Has your leg recovered?" Ivy asked with concern.

Emily shook her head embarrassedly.

Harry said, "Emily, let Miss Carter have a seat, so we can talk about the thing."

Emily nodded. Seeing Joyce help Ivy out of the wheelchair, she quickly held her other arm and helped

her to the table.

Emily was so touched and felt it's rare to see people like Miss Carter who not only had no airs at all but

also was so considerate and warm-hearted.

"Mr. Carter, this is my good friend Joyce, and this is designer Sebastian." After Ivy sat down, she

introduced them to Harry.

Joyce and Sebastian both greeted Harry. Joyce was very timid, for it was the first time she had met

such a big shot.

Harry, on the other hand, was very kind. After a short conversation with them, he said that he had seen

Sebastian's design sketch, and felt very satisfied. Then he handed the house-decoration task over to

them.

"What do you like, Emily?" Ivy brought the menu to Emily.

Emily was flattered and said, "Just order whatever you want. I'm not that particular about food."

"No, just order whatever you like. Don't feel shy or uneasy. It's my brother who pays anyway." Ivy

winked playfully.

Her words made Emily like her even more, and she kept saying in her mind. "What a sweet and lovely

girl."

"What's wrong with Franklin? There's such a girl who likes him, but he remains indifferent?" Emily

thought to herself.

"Ivy, it looks like you and Miss Johnson really hit it off," Harry said happily.

Ivy smiled, "Of course, I liked Emily the first time I saw her. I thought she was very kind."

"Didn't you tell me that Miss Carter is your rival in love? Why is she so kind to you?" Joyce whispered in

Emily's ear while everyone was not paying attention.

Emily also lowered her voice and said, "I don't know! But she is really cute, and I like her very much."

"Be careful. She may have murderous intents behind her smiles. All these rich people are smart and

shrew that they don't do anything for no reason," Joyce warned.

Emily nodded and said disapprovingly, "You think too much. I believe Miss Carter is indeed cute and

simple."

Joyce could not say much. Seeing Ivy and Harry looking at them, she immediately stopped and gave a

smile.

The food was served quickly. While eating, they chatted about the house. Ivy also talked to Emily about

some gossip in the entertainment industry, but she didn't mention Franklin at all.

But just as everyone was enjoying the food, a man suddenly rushed over and poured a glass of liquid Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

on Emily's face.

"Ah!" Emily screamed in fear.

Joyce also screamed. She was sitting next to Emily, so it was also splashed on her.

Harry immediately stood up and asked with a cold face, "Who are you?"

Sebastian also stood up in case this person did some other things.

Fortunately, what she spilled was just a cup of ink, not sulfuric acid, so it would not disfigure Emily.

But that also scared Emily and Joyce. Even though they knew what it was, they were still scared and

could not calm down.

"Emily, are you okay?" Ivy quickly picked up a tissue and wiped the ink off Emily's face.

Emily's face was "ruined". The ink was still dripping down her head, and her face was all blackened,

which made her want to cry.

"Emily, you bitch."

Not only did the woman not admit her mistake, but she also pointed at Emily and scolded her.

Emily recognized her and said tremblingly, "Lily? It's you again!"

"Oh, it's you! You are such a bitch. The last time you hurt Emily, and this time you splashed ink. What

do you want?" Joyce also recognized Lily and scolded her angrily.

Lily sobbed, "Emily, you bitch. Don't take advantage of me and act like you're being wronged. Last time,

I asked someone to rob you, but you let Franklin fire my father and I lost my job either. Emily, I must

avenge you for this. I will never let you off for the rest of my life!"

Emily looked at her in surprise and saw that she was much thinner than before. It seemed that the last

time Franklin told her not to worry about it, which meant that he would kick Lily's ass hard.

But she didn't expect her to do that again.

"Call the police immediately," Harry said to the security guard who had rushed over.

Lily was dragged by the security guard, but she still struggled to yell at Emily, "You bitch. Even if I die, I

will haunt you forever."

"Emily, what's going on? Why is this woman doing this to you?" Ivy asked innocently.

Emily was in a bad mood and knew what she looked like without a mirror. At that moment, she really

didn't want to say a word, and just wanted to get out of there.

Joyce knew her well and quickly said to Harry and Ivy, "Mr. Carter, Miss Carter, we will go first. Excuse

us, we'll see you next time."

The two of them quickly helped Emily into the wheelchair and took her out of here.

As soon as Emily left, Ivy threw the tissue in her hand on the table and took another one to wipe her

hands.

Harry glanced at his sister and frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Emily didn't say a word along the way and refused Sebastian's help to wipe her face.

Joyce also sat in the back seat this time and said to her sympathetically, "Emily, don't be like that. Cry

out if you feel sad! Lily is mad. Don't care about her."

"Joyce, stop it," Emily muttered.

Tears were in her eyes, but they did not fall. She looked even more pitiful, and Sebastian felt sorry for

her and clenched his fists.

The car soon arrived at The Brent's Residence. Emily was helped down by Sebastian and Joyce and

got into a wheelchair.

But just then, Franklin's car arrived.

Jason stopped beside them and was startled to see Emily's face. He quickly asked, "Madam, what's

going on?"

Franklin rolled down the car window and looked at Emily. He was also shocked to see her like that.