Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 29

"It's okay, I... I didn't bring any clothes." Emily shook her head awkwardly.

Finished speaking, a suit coat was draped over her body, warming her slightly cool body from the wet

clothes.

"Harry, don't worry. I'll handle it." Franklin said slowly.

Harry looked at him in surprise, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

But he quickly regained his composure and nodded at Franklin, asking him to take Emily to the

dressing room.

Protected by Franklin, Emily glared at Iris as she passed by.

Iris, on the other hand, was so surprised to see Franklin and Emily get together again.

"Lucas, why is Emily with your uncle again? What's their relationship?" Iris rushed to Lucas.

Lucas saw that as well. He became unhappy because of it.

Iris was so ignorant that everyone around them could hear her shouting. Thus, Lucas could not help

but scold coldly, "Shut up. Remember who and where you are."

Iris lowered her head down unhappily. But when thinking of Franklin being so nice to Emily, and he

even took off his clothes and put them on her, she was furious.

Could it be that Emily had secretly hooked up with Mr. Brent?

Then Emily would be her aunt?

No, she would never allow this to happen.

"Why are you here?"

Franklin took Emily to the dressing room upstairs. He closed the door, leaned against it with his arms

crossed, looked up and down at Emily.

This made Emily uncomfortable, especially when she thought of how decided she was when she said

she didn't want to marry him.

But now...

"Achoo." Emily couldn't help but sneeze in front of Franklin.

Franklin frowned and immediately pushed her to the bathroom.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Emily asked in surprise, not knowing what he was going to do.

"You should take a hot shower. Your clothes are wet. Do you want to catch a cold?" Franklin grumbled.

When they reached the bathroom, Franklin turned on the sprinkler until the hot water came out.

After that, he turned around.

As soon as he left, Emily quickly closed the door and locked it.

"He is ... so annoying," Emily said to herself.

His actions made her shy. It seemed like they were young couples playing little dirty games. But in fact,

they barely knew each other except that they had slept.

Franklin sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. His long fingers tapped on the arm, and the sound

echoed with the water flow in the bathroom.

Half an hour later, the water flow stopped.

Franklin smiled and looked at the bathroom, waiting for Emily to call him.

Sure enough, five minutes later, Emily shouted from inside, "Hey, Franklin, are you still there?"

"Of course," Franklin replied.

Emily gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Why are you still here? Could you please leave? I'll be ready in

a minute."

"No way!" Franklin said seriously, " I brought you here, so I have the responsibility to take you out. The

structure of the villa is complicated. You might get lost easily."

"Just go outside for a few minutes and wait for me. I'll be ready soon," said Emily anxiously.

"No, I have to wait for you here." Franklin insisted.

Emily couldn't stand it any longer, so she told the truth shyly and angrily, "I forgot to take the towel and

the clothes in. I cannot go out naked."

"I see. Why didn't you say it earlier?" Franklin said with a smile.

When Emily heard his voice, it seemed as if she could see his smiling face. This guy must have

guessed it a long time ago, and now he was still pretending.

"Now that you know, you can go out first."

"If I go out, you still don't have any clothes! Are you going to stay here all the time? Besides, Harry has

the habit of installing surveillance cameras in his room. Are you sure you want to come out?" Franklin

said slowly.

"Ah? Then what should I do?" Emily panicked.

She was going to go out and find something to wear as soon as Franklin left. Even without clothes, any

curtain or tablecloth could be used to wrap up.

But there were surveillance cameras in the room...

"All right, don't be afraid. There are clothes here. I'll give you that set."

Franklin went to the closet, opened it, and pulled out a red dress.

But the clothes in the closet belonged to the sister of Harry, and Ivy was not as tall as Emily. For Ivy, it

was a long dress, but for Emily, the dress was only for her calves.

The length of this dress was just right. She was wearing a short skirt, revealing her long, fair legs

before. He had long been dissatisfied with the fact that many men kept peering at her legs.

"Open the door. I'll give you the dress." Franklin took the clothes and knocked on the door to let Emily

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With a click, Emily opened the door. Slowly, she pushed open a crack and revealed her delicate, white

arms.

"Give me the clothes, thank you," Emily whispered.

Franklin looked at her arm, his eyes slightly sank, and then he put the clothes in her hands.

After getting the clothes, Emily immediately retracted her arm.

Ten minutes later, Emily came out wearing that dress.

Emily walked out with a breathless feeling.

But Franklin's eyes lit up, and Ivy's clothes were naturally of very good quality. Compared to Emily's

stall clothes, although the size was not suitable, it showed a different flavor on Emily.

Not only did the bright red dress not set her off as gaudy, but there was an indescribable beauty, like a

rose in full bloom.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is it ugly?" Emily noticed that there was something strange in

Franklin's eyes, so she looked down at herself and asked doubtfully.

"Yeah, it's ugly." Franklin tilted his eyes slightly and said out the words that were different from what he

thought.

Emily frowned and pouted at him.

He said he wanted to marry her, but now he despised her for being ugly.