Hello, Mr. Brent
Chapter 10

Emily ran away. She didn't expect her one-night-stand to be FranklinBrent.

Although he had told her his name, she didn't associate it with therichest and the most sought-after bachelor in the city.

It was even more ridiculous that Franklin was Lucas's uncle.

Lucas boasted a lot about his uncle's legends.

However, it was more about his love affairs. It was said that he had achildhood fiancée and he was particularly infatuated with her. But hisfiancée left for some unknown reason. Ever since then, he kept awayfrom women and waited wholeheartedly for her to return.

And many women who coveted him were treated in a miserable way.There was once a woman who had hugged him in public, then heinstructed his bodyguards to throw her into the river nearby.

These kinds of absurd things happened often. In short, he was a lotusgrowing in the snow mountain, which could not be reached by ordinarypeople. Anyone got close to it would die.

But now, she not only touched him but also took advantage of him andran away with a fake name

Back then, she was heartbroken because she thought she had beentaken advantage of by a strange man. But now she knew it's her who'staking advantages of him.

Now that Franklin knew who she was, how would he get back at her?"Joyce, I'm gonna die." Emily called her best friend and cried.

Joyce was startled and asked worriedly, "What happened?"

"Joyce, listen to me. There are 8,000 dollars in my bank account. Thepassword is my birthday. Coupled with my salary at the end of thismonth, there should be about 20,000 dollars. If anything happens tome, please give it all to the hospital to cover my mother's medicalexpenses. As for the future... It is in the hands of God!" Emily couldn'thelp but sob as she spoke.

"Emily, what the hell is going on?" Joyce stamped her foot anxiously.oq

Emily did not know how to explain it, because everything was just herown imagination. If she spoke it out, one more person would beworried about her.

"It's okay, Joyce. I'm sorry. I am just... irritated by those two shits at theirwedding today. It's okay now. Don't worry."

"Emily, be strong. They're just two shits. You don't have to be upsetbecause of them. I'll treat you to a kebab tomorrow. There's nothingthat a good meal can't solve. If not, just two."

After two days of trepidation, Franklin did not appear, as if nothing hadever happened

Emily heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed like she was overthinking.

So she just let it go and went back to make money. She needed money,the more the better, for her mother.

"Attention, everyone. A VIP client is coming over. Clear the hall andstand by. We must try our best to serve him well so he can spend a helllot of money here.”

Early in the morning, the manager gathered all salesmen together.Joyce whispered to Emily, "Buying houses is not like buying cabbage inthe market. Who would spend such a large sum of fortune to buy somany houses at the same time?"

"Maybe it's the one who makes speculative trading in the propertymarket. Anyway, we should be smarter later.” Emily said in a low voice,her voice tinged with excitement.

"Come, everyone, quickly!"

Everyone stood at the door and waited until they finally heard themanager's eager shout.

"Welcome." The two rows of sales ladies and security guards bowed tothe entrance respectfully.

The so-called VIP client, on the other hand, walked in with a poker-face,not even looking at them. With bodyguards around, his aura wasoppressive enough.

Only then did Emily believe that he was indeed a VIP, a speculator. If hecould buy a few sets at one go, she would make a lot of money.

"Mr. Brent, these are the new-built ones. Please have a look." Themanager stepped in personally. He grinned and his eyes narrowed intoa slit.

Mr. Brent?

Emily's face suddenly turned white. Is that him? It cannot be!

She quickly looked up to check. Oh my God. It was actually Franklin, theguy she spent the night with. Not everyone was that handsome anddominating.

She hurriedly lowered her head, and the urge to sell houses to him tomake more money was gone.

All she wanted now was to become invisible or hide herself into thecorner so that he could not see her.