Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 172

Anthony said, "It's for your own good not to tell you. If you want to die, don't implicate me."

Emily gritted her teeth in anger, but seeing Anthony's attitude, she was determined not to tell her.

"Well, I won't say it. I'll give you the money, but I have a condition. Don't come to me or my mother

again. We won't meet again from now on." Emily asked.

Anyway, the money belonged to Andrew, and it was reasonable to treat Iris.

"Oh, you want to buy me out of your relationship at once!" Anthony tossed the bag and sneered.

Emily said, "I gave you this money because I couldn't handle it, and I didn't want to use Andrew’s

money. Iris was sick again. Although I didn't have any feelings for her, I grew up together anyway. This

money was the last favor. Don't think I'm buying something with this money. Do I have anything to do

with you? I'm not even a father and daughter, so I need to buy it off? I made this request just so that we

don't owe each other. If you don't agree, you can take the money and not give it to me. But if you dare

to trouble my mother and me again, you should know Franklin's wrist."

Anthony: ..."

She was so angry that her face turned green and glared at Emily with hatred, but she was speechless

and could not refute it.

"I'll leave first. I hope this is the last time we meet." Emily looked at his face and raised his chin.

Anthony nodded and followed her down.

If she wanted to leave, she had to go through the corridor of Iris's ward. She didn't see Iris when she

knocked on the door, and she didn't know what he looked like.

In fact, she didn't think so. She knew something about Iris's character. She was very popular, but she

had no limits. There were so many people in her life that even if she was really attracted to Andrew,

she couldn't be really deranged because of Andrew.

So she didn't think that Iris's condition was serious. At most, she couldn't bear it for a while and stayed

in the hospital for a few days.

But when she passed the corridor, she saw a disheveled woman rushing out of the ward.

Andrew, don't leave me, don't abort my child. I love you, I want to give you a child."

"You lunatic, get out of my way. Don't pester me." The man scolded angrily.

But the woman hugged her tightly and refused to let go.

The man had to raise his hand and hit her, hoping that she would let go.

Elena rushed out of the ward, tore at the man and shouted, "Don't hit my daughter. How can you hit

her?"

Anthony was also stunned, immediately dropped his bag and rushed over to pull Iris away with Elena.

Emily was shocked and looked at the crazy woman in disbelief. He never thought that she was Iris.

She remembered the last time she saw her, she was so proud and proud, wearing gorgeous clothes

and glittering jewelry. Her skin was fair and her body was plump, just like a lady.

But it was only a short time before she became like this. She was too thin to hold up her gown and her

eyes were deeply sunken to look very scary. Her face was even paler than before, and her hair was in

a mess. It had been cut much shorter, and even some parts of her hair were bald, as if she had been

ripped off.

Lucas came out of the ward and watched Iris go crazy with a pale face.

When he looked up, he saw Emily again with a surprised look in his eyes.

Emily was also surprised to see him, but Anthony and Elena were just holding Iris and dragging her into

the ward. No one paid attention to them.

After the two of them dragged Iris into the ward, they called the doctors and nurses over to sedate Iris.

Emily picked up her bag and put it in the ward quietly.

As she was about to leave, Lucas suddenly whispered, "Are you leaving? Let's go together!"

Emily opened her mouth and wanted to refuse.

But Iris was still screaming hysterically, his voice almost breaking through his eardrums. Emily was so

sad that he could not say no. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"Sure!" Emily nodded.

Lucas left with her. Neither of them said goodbye to Anthony or Elena. It was the best kindness not to

speak at this time.

"I'll see you off," Lucas said.

"No, I'm driving," said Emily.

Lucas heard her say so and went to the parking lot with her.

On the way to the parking lot, Lucas said leisurely, "I didn't expect you to visit her too. She's like this... I

thought you'd be happy to see her."

"I don't want to see anyone unlucky, even those who hurt me. I'm living a good life now, and I don't

want to get tangled up in the past," Emily said slowly.

Lucas smiled bitterly and said, "You are still the same as before. You are always so kind. You will fight

injustice and forgive someone easily. No, you are more charming than before. After all, when you are

with my uncle now, he will spoil you as the best person."

At the mention of Franklin, Emily had a happy expression on his face.

Lucas was silent for a moment and then slowly sighed, "My wife is pregnant, and I'm going to be a

father in a few months. Time passes so fast, as if... As if the past is still in my mind."

"Ah, you're married again." Emily was surprised.

Lucas was embarrassed and said, "I sent you invitations, but only my uncle came. After a wedding

drink, he left. He said you couldn't come over for something."

Emily was speechless. She didn't even know the news, and Franklin was too honest to tell her.

"Hehe, I seem to remember that. There is such a thing. Which daughter is it? Do you like it?" Emily

asked smilingly, trying to save Franklin's face no matter what.

Lucas nodded and said, "It's not a matter of whether you like it or not. It's a very suitable girl. She's my

match and my parents are very satisfied."

"Then you came to see Iris today..."

"The last bit of property needs to be dealt with. It's settled. It won't come back again," Lucas said.

"I wish you happiness no matter what." Emily had already seen his car and could not help but stop and

say sincerely.

"Thank you. You have to be happy too. Although it will be hard to be with... And your uncle, I hope you

can be happy," Lucas said.

"We're fine," Emily said proudly.

Lucas hesitated and said after a while, "I think I have to tell you something. The Brents owners have a

rule. They have to give birth to an heir before they turn 30, otherwise it's easy to shake their position.

My uncle is 29 this year, very close to 30."