Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 142

Emily rushed to Michelle's hotel, but was told that Michelle had changed hotels. She couldn't help but

feel embarrassed. Could it be that the incident last time had alerted Michelle, so she changed the

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But now, where should she go to find her? Even if she didn't know where she was, how could she talk

to her?

"Hey, Lisa, do you know which hotel Michelle is in now?" Emily had to call Lisa.

Lisa said, "I don't know. If I knew, I would have stopped people. I used to live in a hotel, but I moved out

in less than two days. I don't know where I am now."

Emily frowned and stood at the door of the hotel sighing. She couldn't even find anyone to talk to.

"Isn't this Miss Johnson?" Suddenly, a car stopped beside her and the window rolled down to reveal

Matthew's face.

Emily narrowed her eyes and thought for a while before remembering who he was.

Matthew thought he didn't know him, so he introduced himself with a smile, "I'm Matthew, Franklin's

nephew."

"I know you. Last time, you invited me for a drink. Not long after that, I went insane and started a farce.

I was identified as mentally ill," said Emily coldly.

In fact, the most suspicious thing about the last time was Matthew.

But there was no real evidence, so he could only suffer this dumb loss. But she learned from her

mistakes. After what happened last time, she didn't think Matthew was a simple teenager.

Matthew said with a surprised expression, "Miss Johnson, how can you believe that I have drugged

you? You really wronged me this time. I took that glass of wine from the servant. You saw it at that time,

and I didn't have a chance."

"That's possible. I haven't forgotten how you were sent to Africa by Franklin." Emily curled her lips.

Matthew said anxiously, "What are you going to do to believe me?"

"It's not difficult for me to believe you, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you help me find someone, I'll believe you," Emily said.

Matthew said, "If you say who to look for, I will help you find out even if you dig three feet. I must prove

to you that I was wronged."

"You don't have to dig three feet. You just have to help me find out where Michelle is. Michelle, you

know! He's a famous designer." Emily was afraid that he didn't know and explained it to him in detail.

I didn't expect Matthew to say, "You're talking about her! If it were anyone else, I would have taken

some effort, but I could tell you where she was right away."

"Really?" Emily said happily, "Then tell me where she is."

Matthew said, "Get in the car. I'll take you to her. We have a party tonight. She'll be there too."

Emily hesitated and frowned.

Matthew smiled and said, "You wouldn't dare! I won't eat you. Last time, I heard from my father that my

uncle was trying to stand aside and protect you even if he swore to die. That friendship shows how

much I value you, and I don't dare bully you."

"I'm not used to your party either, so I won't go with you. You can tell me her address and I'll find her

myself," Emily said.

Matthew smiled and told her where Michelle was staying.

After Emily wrote it down, Matthew said, "Are you really not going with me? If you go now, you can see

her immediately."

"No need, you should leave now!" Emily waved at him.

Matthew had no choice but to drive away.

Emily heaved a sigh of relief. The last time she had suffered from him, she dared not believe him. He

quickly got into the car and went to the address he gave him. He found that the apartment Michelle

lived in was right next door to her apartment. No wonder he looked familiar when he saw the address.

"Hello, I'm looking for Miss Wilsonchael." Emily said to the housekeeper of the apartment.

The housekeeper said quickly, "Please wait a moment. I'll call Miss Lewis."

After a moment, the housekeeper said apologetically, "Sorry, Miss Lewis is not at home. If you have

something to do, you can make an appointment with her to come back next time!"

"No, okay, I got it." Emily smiled, so he drove home first and parked in the underground garage.

When she got home, she stood on the balcony and looked out to see if she could see Michelle's

apartment.

I didn't expect the two apartments to be quite far apart, but the balcony was so close that I could see

Michelle's apartment at a glance. Even without drawing the curtains, you could see the situation in the

opposite building.

Emily became happy and quickly went to pour a cup of coffee and sat on the balcony waiting. If she

remembered correctly, the floor where Michelle lived was just like hers. That means she can see

Michelle's family from home and know if she's back.

"Hey, Lisa, I'm already home. I didn't go to her. There's already another way." Emily received a call from

Lisa and looked at Michelle's apartment while talking to Lisa.

Lisa was relieved to hear that she had already returned home, "It's good that you have returned home.

I was really afraid that you would go to Michelle and cause trouble. Mr. Brent would definitely be angry

with me."

"He didn't come home by himself, so how could he care where I went? I won't tell you. You should rest

early," Emily said.

Lisa hung up the phone, and Emily put it aside.

In fact, she was disappointed. She thought Franklin would come back here, but she didn't expect to

come back at all. It should be back to their original place. I wonder if they will come back tonight.

"Hey, I'm back." Emily screamed and quickly stood up and looked out through the window.

It seemed that the lights on Michelle's floor were on, but apart from seeing the lights, no one was there,

and it was not clear if it was Michelle.

Emily stamped her feet in a hurry. Thinking about it, she suddenly remembered that there seemed to

be a telescope in the house. She immediately ran upstairs to take it down and looked at the building

again.

It was clear, and Michelle didn't close the curtains. She was wearing a very homely light-colored dress

and casually distributed the long hair. From a distance, it looked so similar to the picture of Avery that

she saw on Franklin's desk.

"She hired someone else?" Emily mumbled.

Because then, she saw a man sitting on the sofa with his back to her.

Michelle was sitting right across from the man, talking to him with a blush on his face. Without the

previous arrogance, it was more like a young girl meeting her lover.

The gossipy spirit in Emily's heart was burning, and he didn't know who the man who was talking to

Michelle was. He looked familiar from behind.

If only he was an acquaintance, he might be able to open the gap.

Finally, the man stood up and turned around, as if to get something.

The moment the man turned around, Emily was stunned and the telescope in his hand fell to the

ground with a bang.