CEO's Substitute Bride

Chapter 264

When the bodyguards and servants saw Alyssa find a brick, they surrounded her nervously.

"Young Madame, what are you doing?"

Alyssa glanced at them. "I'm not in a good mood. I'm gonna take it and smash something for fun."

The bodyguards and maids were speechless.

No one stopped Alyssa. She took the brick to Emmett's study room.

Although the bodyguards did not stop her, they paid attention to her movements.

Seeing Alyssa take the brick into Emmett's study room, the bodyguard called Emmett. "Young Master, Young Madame entered the study with a brick."

"What is she doing?"

"She said she is in a bad mood and need to smash something for fun."

"Oh, let her do as she pleases."

The bodyguard was speechless.

Perhaps this was what rich people do for fun.

…

In the study room.

Alyssa sat on the ground, holding the brick and smashing it at the locked drawer for a long time.

The things Emmett used were naturally the best.

Alyssa spent a lot of effort to break open the drawer with the brick.

She threw the stone aside and clapped her hands to open the drawer. There was a household register lying quietly inside.

Alyssa took it and opened it. She saw that the person in charge of the household register was indeed her name.

She quickly took out the household register and was about to get up and leave. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw an exquisite rectangular small box in the drawer.

The small box looked very delicate and exquisite. The material was excellent. With just a glance, she could tell that it was custom-made.

This was enough to show how precious the things in the box were to Emmett

What would be inside?

Emmett was hiding it so tightly.

It must be very important to him.

Alyssa wanted to open the box to see what it was, but her hand stopped halfway.

She shouldn’t touch someone else’s things, right?

In the end, curiosity defeated her.

She opened the delicate and small box and found that inside the box was a very old looking pen. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

There was a brand logo on the pen. Alyssa recognized this brand. It was very popular when she was young. She remembered that her school even gave this brand’s pen to her as a prize.

This brand of pen was very cheap but it had stopped production a few years ago. This brand no longer produced pens.

She did not expect Emmett to keep one.

In fact, this pen did not have any value but Emmett had especially custom-made a small box to hide this pen.

This box was worth many times more than this pen.

Alyssa took out her phone and searched the internet to see when this brand's pen stopped production. She roughly calculated and found that Emmett had kept this pen for at least ten years.

Ten years ago, Emmett was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Is it a gift from a girl?

Realizing what she was thinking, Alyssa said to herself in frustration, "Whoever gave him this pen has nothing to do with me!"

Anyway, she was going to separate from Emmett.

Alyssa pursed her lips and put the pen back. After cleaning up the scene, she got up and went back to her room.

She put the household register, passport, and ID cards together and hid them.

At night.

For the first time, Emmett returned at dinner time.

Alyssa sat at the dining table and was about to eat when Emmett's slender figure walked in from outside.

With a cold and wet aura, he sat opposite Alyssa.

Jessie quickly brought a pair of chopsticks and bowls to Emmett.

Didn't he say that he had been very busy recently? Why did he still have time to come back for dinner?

It seemed that she could not hide the fact that she had sneaked into his study during the day to smash a drawer and steal a household register.

Sure enough, after the two of them finished their meal in peace, Emmett said faintly, "What did you smash in my study room?"

Alyssa thought about it and knew it was those bodyguards who reported it.

A group of men reported to Emmett every day. This was not something that a capable person could do.

Alyssa did not care about anything else. She admitted directly, "The drawer."

Anyway, Emmett would find out sooner or later. It was useless for her to hide it.

Emmett's expression changed when he heard that. He got up and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Alyssa looked at his back and her emotions were complicated.

She had never seen Emmett lose his composure like this.

Alyssa looked up and blinked her sour eyes. She calmed down for a while before getting up and chasing after him.

The door to the book was wide open. Emmett stood behind the desk with the small box with the pen in

his hand.

Alyssa crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame. Her tone carried a little jealousy. "Who gave you this worthless pen that you value so much? Your first love?"

Emmett did not even look up at her. He just carefully wiped the pen and carefully put it in.

He did not put the box in the drawer. Instead, he locked it in the safe.

Alyssa saw this and clenched her hands tightly. She pursed her lips and returned to the bedroom.

Out of sight, out of mind!

Fuck that man!

Emmett entered the bedroom and saw Alyssa flipping through a magazine. She flipped through the page in less than three seconds. She was not reading a magazine seriously.

He walked up to her and snatched the magazine from her hands.

"Give it to me." Alyssa reached out to grab it and raised her head to glare at him.

Emmett curled his lips and smiled coldly. "Do you think I will let you go just because you stole the household register?"

"I am not your pet. I can go wherever I want. Why do I need your permission?" Alyssa lifted her chin and looked arrogant. She did not give in.

Emmett's smile deepened. "You can try."

The confidence in his eyes was very annoying.

She had not done anything yet. It was as if he had seen through everything. He felt that she would definitely suffer a crushing defeat.

Alyssa was irritated.

This irritation was not only because she knew that she could not defeat Emmett, but also because she realized that she was weak.

Facing Emmett, she did not have any room for resistance.

This night was the first time Emmett spent the night at home after Winston's accident.

The two of them occupied the two sides of the bed. There were no intimate hugs, and no words to communicate with each other.

…

The next morning.

Alyssa and Emmett woke up almost at the same time.

Alyssa went downstairs before Emmett did.

A bodyguard was standing in the hall.

When he saw Alyssa, he called out respectfully, "Young Madame."

"Is something the matter?" Alyssa guessed that he might be looking for her for something, so she walked over.

Only then did the bodyguard pass an envelope to Alyssa.

Alyssa stared at the file for two seconds and vaguely guessed what was inside.

Then, she reached out and took it.

She opened the document folder and found that it was the same as what she had just guessed. It was a court subpoena.

Winston's injury was a criminal offense, and Alyssa was pregnant now. The court could only take bail measures.

Footsteps sounded behind her.

Alyssa knew Emmett had come down.

She turned around and waved the subpoena in her hand. She said sarcastically, "Emmett, you are involved too, aren't you?"