Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 143

Emily looked at the apartment across the street in a daze. It took a while for him to react. He quickly

took his phone and called Franklin.

"Hey, where are you?" Emily asked, looking ahead in a daze.

"At home, what's the matter?" Franklin said indifferently.

Emily sneered, tears falling down, and asked in a choked voice, "Which home is it?"

"Well, I have something to do here. Let's talk about it later!" Franklin said, then hung up.

Emily held his cell phone and listened to Bryce's beeping inside, his heart chilled.

Bending down, he picked up the binoculars and pointed them at the opposite apartment.

The man had already stood up, and the woman quickly stood up and threw herself at him. The man

hugged the woman tightly and held her in his arms. The two of them hugged and kissed each other,

then moved towards the door. Soon, they could not see because the curtains were blocking them.

After a while, the man left.

Ten minutes later, the door opened and Emily put down the binoculars and turned around.

"Why are you there?" Franklin came in and looked at her with a slight frown.

Emily sneered and said, "I just saw a play, and I found it very interesting. I unknowingly watched it for a

long time."

"What play?" Franklin walked over.

Emily handed him the binoculars, and Franklin frowned, "Do you have a habit of peeping?"

"You can tell by looking at the other side," Emily said.

Franklin lifted the binoculars according to her words, only to see that the leaves were drawing the

curtains.

Franklin: ..."

"Michelle actually lives across the street. Don't tell me you have a habit of peeping at her." Franklin put

down his binoculars and said in silence.

Emily looked at him sadly and said with a sneer, "Franklin, I really didn't expect you to be a good liar.

How did you lie without changing your face and pretending not to know anything? Since you know I just

saw it, did you really think I was stupid?"

"Emily, I don't understand what you're saying," Franklin said with a frown.

"Don't you understand?" Emily pointed to the opposite apartment and said, "Ten minutes ago, I clearly

saw you hugging Michelle there, but now I don't know what I'm talking about. Franklin, I didn't expect

you to be such a shameless liar."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't know how Michelle could cuddle with her when she lives

opposite. Besides, how could I cuddle with her? She's Avery's sister." Franklin could not help but get

angry at her slander and retorted loudly.

But his rebuttal was a quibble in Emily's eyes, and it was a quibble that didn't die without tears.

"No wonder you refused to meet Michelle in front of me with a righteous look on your face. It turns out

that you have already... Franklin, you can really do it, but I, Emily, am not lowly. Even if you are

Franklin, you can't be two-timing me. Let's divorce! I don't want to continue living with people like you

who are full of lies." Emily shouted angrily, then turned around and left.

Franklin grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her face, "Emily, what's wrong with you? Are you

divorcing me? Do you know how hard it took me to keep our marriage? How could you just say so

easily?"

"I know your family never wanted us to be together. Now you don't have to work so hard to keep this Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

marriage, because I don't want to live with people like you who are full of lies."

"You keep saying that I'm full of lies. Where on earth am I full of lies?" Franklin still didn't understand

what had happened.

"Hmph, Franklin, do you have to let me make myself clear?"

"Yes, I want you to make it clear."

"Well, since you are so brazen that you insist on making it clear to me, I will make it clear. Ten minutes

ago, I was here and saw you and Michelle together. You were talking and kissing, like a close couple.

But when I called you, you told me you were home. Which house did you come to so quickly? Do you

think I'm a fool, Franklin? I really don't understand what you're trying to do. If you really like other

people, then don't let yourself be forced to be with me. Although I like you, my love for Emily is not

humble. You don't have to be two-timing, and I, Emily, don't deserve to be deceived like this."

"You said I was with Michelle ten minutes ago?" Franklin asked doubtfully.

"Isn't it?" Emily sneered, "I saw it with my own eyes."

Franklin said, "Of course not. I was in the car ten minutes ago and just came out of The Brents'

Residence. You called me and I said I was at home to give you a surprise. Jason can testify to this, and

my driving recorder can testify. If you don't believe me, you can..."

"Do you think I believe in Jason and your car? Jason is your man, so he will naturally help you with

your lies. I believe in my eyes more than anyone else's testimony."

"There's definitely something wrong with your eyes," Franklin said.

Emily gritted her teeth in anger. She had never seen such a thick-skinned person before. She was

simply lying with her eyes open.

"Franklin, don't think I like you so much that you can lie to me like that. You really think I'm a fool! I tell

you, I don't like you anymore from today on." Emily roared angrily. Before Franklin could react, he ran

out.

Franklin caught up, and Emily had already run into the elevator.

Franklin watched as the elevator went down. The elevator happened to be on the first floor, so she

called Jason and asked Jason to stop it below.

But he waited until the elevator came up before going down. When he came down, he only saw Jason

alone.

"Where's Emily?" Franklin asked unhappily.

Jason said, "I didn't see it. You called me and asked me to stop you down there. I've been waiting down

there. I didn't see Miss Johnson."

"It can't be that slow. Switch the surveillance to see where she's going," Franklin said.

Jason nodded and rushed to the security room to get the surveillance.

Only then did he see Emily run into the elevator and come out on the third floor. Then he took another

elevator to the underground garage and drove away.

Franklin: ..."

She was so clever, why didn't she use her cleverness on the right path?"

"Mr. Brent, you quarreled with Miss Johnson," Jason whispered.

Franklin said with a dark face, "There are things to quarrel about, but I don't even know what

happened. Go and find out immediately why she lives in the building across from me, and those people

looked for her today."