Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 257

"Hey, why are you still with my brother? Brother, why are you with such a woman?" Ivy walked over and

said rudely to Emily, complaining unhappily to Harry.

Ryan pulled her from behind and said, "Ivy, be polite."

"Hmph, I don't want to be polite. Now, who doesn't know that brother Franklin is getting married. But

she's still hanging around brother Franklin shamelessly. I've never seen a woman more shameless

than her."

"Ivy, don't be presumptuous." Harry rebuked her with a straight face.

Ivy pouted and said, "Brother, why are you blaming me? This kind of woman standing by your side will

bring you bad luck."

Emily smiled and suddenly put her hand around Harry's arm, "Miss Carter is right. A woman like me is

indeed shameless. So I decided to give up on Franklin and turn to your brother."

"What? You want to hang around with my brother?" Ivy was indeed irritated and shouted angrily, "Emily,

let go of my brother. Don't be shameless. My brother wouldn't want a woman like you."

"Really? But you're not your brother. How do you know that your brother doesn't like me? If he doesn't

like me, why he lets me hold his arm?" Emily gloated at Ivy and pouted.

Her hands held Harry's arm tightly, letting his arm struggle but not let it go.

"Brother, say something!" Ivy's face turned red with anxiety.

Franklin and Avery walked over and their faces darkened when they saw Emily and Harry.

But before Avery could speak, Franklin pulled Emily over. After letting go of Avery, he held Emily's hand

tightly.

"Enough! Behave yourself. Don't make me angry." Franklin warned unhappily.

Emily glared at him but did not talk back to him. Instead, she looked at Avery who was given up by him.

Avery was calm and smiled faintly. She looked at Harry and asked, "Do you mind dancing with me?"

Harry was stunned and nodded quickly, "Of course not."

After saying that, the two of them went to the dance floor hand in hand. There were many people

dancing there. Mrs. Brent also danced with her male companion inside.

Ivy was stunned. When Franklin took Emily away, she looked at Ryan beside her and asked, "What's

going on? I don't understand their relationship."

Ryan was also confused, but he never dared to guess anything about Franklin. He could only smile and

say to Ivy, "I don't understand either. Forget it. That's it. This is their business. It has nothing to do with

us."

"What do you mean by 'having nothing to do with us'? My brother was one of them," Ivy said unhappily.

Ryan really liked Ivy. He had liked her since he was a child. He never refuted what she said.

Seeing her anxious look, he couldn't help but become anxious. He frowned and asked, "Then what

should we do?"

Ivy could not help but stomp her feet and get angry when she saw he could not do anything helpful.

She turned around angrily and left.

Emily was directly dragged into the elevator by Franklin. After Franklin let Emily go, Emily was already

pulled into a room.

"What are you doing? This is your mother's birthday party. Why did you drag me to the room?" Emily

looked at the double bed in the room and asked with a sneer.

Franklin asked with a grim face, "What's going on between you and Harry?"

"What's wrong with me and Harry? The relationship between you and Avery is what kind of relationship

between me and Harry?" Emily pretended not to know.

Franklin's face darkened when he heard that, "What? You even want to marry him?"

"Why not? You can marry Avery. Why can't I marry Harry? Harry could even give up the woman he

loved the most for you, his good brother. Don't you even have such bromance? Since you don't like me,

you can give me up and send me to Harry!" Emily curled her lips sarcastically.

Franklin frowned in anger, and his palms tightened.

But soon, he saw something in Emily's playful and disdainful eyes.

Then he slowly loosened his fist, looked at Emily, and asked doubtfully, "You can tell?"

Emily was stunned and immediately raised her chin, "Tell what? I don't understand what you mean."

"Hmph, I know you could tell, or else you wouldn't have cooperated so seamlessly. But although the

result is good, I don't like the process. Don't hang around with Harry anymore. It will piss me off."

Franklin warned.

Emily snorted coldly, "Are you going to be angry? You can be with another woman. Why can't you let

me have anything to do with another man? You're too overbearing."

"So are you jealous?" Franklin asked.

Emily snorted and said, "You feel so good about yourself. I'm not jealous."

Franklin curled his lips and suddenly grabbed her waist to his side. As she was about to scream, he

lowered his head to kiss her red lips and stirred them domineeringly.

"Woo, woo, woo."

Emily struggled and was almost out of breath when Franklin finally let her go.

"Be good and we'll leave when it's over. Don't take another step away from me, and don't even think

about looking for Harry." Franklin said gently.

Emily rolled her eyes and snorted.

However, this cold snort sounded rather coquettish at this moment.

Franklin wasn't angry anymore. He had given her a lesson and kissed her. Then, he held her hand

downstairs.

For the rest of the time, Franklin held Emily's hand as he was socializing with other people. He kept her

by his side. For this reason, it really caused a lot of speculation.

After all, Avery was also at the birthday party. But as his fiancée, she was wondering on the side while Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Emily, the ex-wife, was always by Franklin's side. It was hard not to suspect. Many people were talking

about it in private, which was exactly what Mrs. Brent wanted to see.

So she deliberately chatted with Emily, leaving Avery aside.

After leaving Avery aside, she deliberately pulled Avery her side when taking a photo, which looked like

the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were in perfect harmony.

Finally, she secretly asked the media who attended the birthday banquet to write whatever they want

with their imagination. It would be better to make fun of both women.

The banquet was finally over. Franklin drank a little, which was not troublesome.

But he leaned against Emily and asked Emily to help him get into the car.

After getting in the car, Franklin leaned his head against Emily's shoulder again. Emily's shoulder hurt

from his heavy head. He couldn't help but push him and say, "Get up. It's too heavy."

"Harry just said something to me." Franklin leaned against her shoulder and suddenly said gloomily.

Emily was stunned and bit her lower lip. Without asking, she could guess what Harry had told him.