Hello, Mr. Brent
Chapter 93

This was the third time that Emily had come to the villa. Every timewhen she came here, she felt it was gloomy, and this time even worse.Mrs. Brent sat on the sofa while Ivy stood beside her. As Mrs. Brentsipped her tea slowly, she glanced at Emily carelessly.

Every time she glanced at Emily, Emily felt creepy.

"Mrs. Brent, madam is here." Lisa said, breaking the silence.

Ivy smiled and said, "Lisa, long time no see. Franklin told me that youhad gone abroad to help him. Lisa is getting more and more beautiful. Igot back home from abroad and brought a gift to you. I'll give it to youlater."

"Thank you, Miss Carter,” Lisa thanked her quickly.

Mrs. Brent said, "It was because Franklin was afraid that I would bullythis girl that he asked you to come with her! He has worried too much. Iwon't be mean to a girl who understands nothing. Since you're here,check the ledger first. It's all the expenses for the party. Check theaccounts and see if it's right or if there's anything different with theledger."

After Mrs. Brent finished her words, she winked at Ivy and asked Ivy togive Emily the ledger.

Emily hurriedly accepted it and thought, "Is it that simple? Is it just anaccount checking?”

Mrs. Brent warned her "Just check the accounts here! The servant willtake you to the study. Don't take this ledger out of this house, or takeany photos. It should be kept in confidence.”

Emily agreed. Together with Lisa, she went to the room arranged by themaid for her.

Emily thought that Mrs. Brent would arrange a broken, old, windowlessroom to torture her. But she didn't expect it to be a study room, whichlooked good.

Lisa took a look and said, "It is not bad."

"Yeah, that's weird. Why didn't she torture me?" Emily asked curiously."This is really not Mrs. Brent's style. Could it be that she did somethingwith the ledger?"

Emily hurriedly opened the ledger and took a look briefly, but foundnothing wrong with it.

"Tap-tap. Lisa." Ivy knocked on the door and called sweetly.

Lisa smiled and replied immediately, "Miss Carter."

"Lisa, this is the gift I have bought for you. I hope you'll like it.” The giftIvy gave her was a bottle of perfume.

Lisa smiled and said, "Thank you, Miss Carter. I love it."

"That's great. I won't bother you for you have to check the accounts.Emily, auntie said you'd better check them yourself. She wants to askyou questions later. But if you don't understand at some points, youcan ask me or Sister Me Dai. Lisa is very good at it." Ivy smiled at Emilyand said.

Emily nodded awkwardly.

After Ivy left, she heaved a sigh. Watching Ivy's passionate face, it washard for her to connect Ivy with the person who hurt her behind herback.

"You are close with Ivy!" Emily said.

Lisa said, "She is Harry's sister and admires Mr. Brent. Therefore, shealways tries to please all people close to Mr. Brent. But there is onegood point of her that no matter how much she dislikes someone, shecan still smile at him. Look, she gives me a gift. In fact, she hates mevery much.”

"What? She hates you? Why?" Emily was curious

Lisa smiled, blinked her eyes, and said, "The same reason as to why youhate me, but she didn't ask directly as you did. She just keeps guessing.It's the nature of human beings. That's how a lot of unnecessary thingscome into being because of people's guessing in their mind.”

"So, do you mean that she's a woman of two sides? And she has a cruelheart under the cover of sugar-coated words?" Emily askedimmediately.

Lisa smiled but did not say anything. She was so careful not to judgeothers.

Emily curled her lips in silence and picked up the ledger.

Lisa asked again, "Do you need my help?"

Emily shook her head, "I understand this. At least I went to college.Even if I was not an accounting major, I'm fine with simple accountingbooks."

"That's good. Actually, I don't want to help you either. Since Mrs. Brentasked you to check the ledger, she would definitely ask you for thedetails. If I help you, it's not good for you. Take your time and I'll go fora cup of coffee,” Lisa said.

Emily nodded, asked her to leave, and checked the ledger carefully.These ledgers seemed not complicated, listed the names and numbersof the people invited, and the food and other things needed for thatday. The party was held in The Brents' Residence, so especially severalchefs were invited to help. Every item was listed in the right order.There was no need to bother at all, just check one by one.

She really didn't know what's Mrs. Brent's purpose to ask her to checkthe account. Was it really just for her to learn?

"That's really impossible. Did Mrs. Brent finally give in and accept her?""Drink some water!" Someone said behind her.

Emily thought it was a servant and said without raising her head, "Put ithere! Thank you."

"You don't have to be so careful. There's nothing in this ledger,” Theman behind her spoke again.

Emily was surprised and turned back to take a look at him.

"What are you doing here?" Emily asked in shock.

Unexpectedly it was not the servant who brought her water, but Alan,who she had not seen since the last time they met.

Alan smiled and said, "Why, are you so surprised to see me?"

Emily turned to lean against the chair and said, "Of course I'msurprised. Why are you here?”

Alan shrugged and said, "Every rich person has some poor but capablerelatives. Sometimes it's not convenient for strangers to do somethingfor the family. Family members are more reliable.”

"Uh, so... Does Mrs. Brent ask you to do it?"

Alan nodded, "We're going to have a family dinner party soon, so thereare a lot of things we need to do. Anyway, I'm free, so I come to help.Every year, I come to help, and I am experienced. Anything you don'tunderstand, don't hesitate to ask me."

"I'm just checking the account now, and there's nothing I don'tunderstand,” Emily said.

Alan nodded and glanced at her ledger. When he saw a set of data, hefrowned and wondered, "There is no such a crystal cup, isn't there? Whyis it still written here?"

"Ah, what crystal cup?" Emily asked in surprise.

Alan pointed to a set of data and said, "This crystal cup was broughtback by Mrs. Brent from England the year before last. She liked it verymuch, but it was broken by a relative’s child last year. This was a pair ofcups. Since one of them was broken, the other one can't be used alone.Last year, Mrs. Brent asked me to put it away, so I put it in thewarehouse. I don't know why it was listed here again in the account thisyear. We shouldn't have used these cups. Has it been replaced? I heardthat these cups are unique, and It's more expensive to replace thedamaged one than to change a new set.”

"Ah, then should I tell Mrs. Brent,?" Emily asked.

Alan answered awkwardly, "Go and check it first! If it's really replacedwith a new one, Mrs. Brent won't be happy that I'm telling you this. Andshe won't be happy that you listen to me without knowing the situationand tell her something that does not exist.”

"Yeah, that's right. Do you know where the warehouse is? Let's go andsee before we decide,” said Emily.

Alan agreed and led her upstairs quietly. The warehouse was the loftupstairs, where all the valuables were kept.