CEO's Substitute Bride

Chapter 320

Emmett looked at the series of question marks and smirked.

His long finger tapped a few times on the screen. “Go to sleep.”

On the other side, Alyssa read the two text messages sent by Emmett again and again.

The two text messages added up to only five words. He really did not talk much.

"Then call me tomorrow and come back early. I'm going to sleep."

Alyssa sent the text out and only received two words from Emmett, "Good night."

Alyssa sighed. She could not do anything to this man.

On the other side, Emmett put away his phone, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went out to look for Frances.

The reason he chose to come to Country M at night was to not be discovered by George so quickly.

If he chose to come to Country M during the day, George would know easily because he did not show up in the company. At that time, George would naturally know that he came to Country M to look for Frances.

He rushed over overnight. By now, George should already know that he came to Country M. However, it would take more than ten hours by plate to get in Country M from Holston City. Even if George wanted to come, he would arrive at least ten hours later.

He had more than ten hours to 'talk' with Frances, so he was not in a hurry.

The hall was very quiet and there was no sign of Frances.

Emmett asked the maid. "Where is Mrs. Backer?"

The maid replied respectfully, "She is resting in her room."

Emmett looked upstairs. Although he had not been to Frances's house for many years, he still remembered Frances's room.

He went upstairs and walked to the door of Frances's room. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. "Aunt."

There was no response from the people in the room. Emmett raised the corners of his lips and left without a smile.

After a long while, Frances came downstairs.

"Emmett, you were looking for me?" Frances looked apologetic. "I accidentally fell asleep in my room. I heard you call me in a daze. I thought I was dreaming."

"Aunt, if you are tired, you can rest more."

Emmett's tone was indifferent as if he did not have any emotions, but his gaze did not leave Frances.

Frances seemed to feel uncomfortable being looked at by him. She forced a smile. "It’s okay. I am not young anymore. It is summer, so it is easy for me to lose my energy." NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"Then aunt, you must pay attention to your health. Big Brother is not married yet and you have not had the time to carry your grandson. Don't be like grandpa."

Emmett's voice was low to begin with and deliberately slowed down his speech. It sounded a little sinister.

Frances was stunned for a moment and then changed the topic to Alfred. "How is my father? Is he getting any better?"

Emmett tilted his head slightly and tapped the armrest of the sofa beside him with his long fingers. His words sounded casual. "Since you care so much about Grandpa, why don't you come back to live with uncle? Brother and Justin are also in the country."

"Your uncle and I have been discussing this matter recently." Frances lowered her eyes slightly and did not look at Emmett.

The two of them kept talking about some unimportant things.

Emmett had been observing Frances the whole time. He found that every time they looked at each other, she would look away in a hurry and change her sitting position from time to time.

As the eldest daughter of the Lawrence family, Frances had a special etiquette teacher since she was young. She had always been elegant. However, her actions at this moment all indicated the anxiety

and uneasiness in her heart.

Emmett felt that it was the right time.

After Frances finished speaking, Emmett did not say anything.

The hall was quiet for a few seconds. When Frances reached out to touch the cup of water in front of her for the third time, Emmett said faintly, "Aunt, I came to Country M this time because I have something to ask you."

As if she was frightened, Frances suddenly retracted her hand and said. "What is it?"

After she finished speaking, she also realized that her actions just now were too obvious. She could only reach for the cup of water and take a sip.

Emmett took out the DNA test report and threw it on the coffee table in front of him.

Frances looked at him for two seconds before she slowly reached out to take the DNA test report.

Her face turned pale bit by bit. In the end, her entire face was filled with panic. When she opened her mouth again, she could not speak a complete sentence. "This... Emmett… Report… This…"

Emmett coldly looked at Frances's panicked appearance. His tone was no longer disguised as gloominess, "Aunt, aren't you going to explain? Everyone knows that you and uncle were together when they were studying abroad. You gave birth to Dylan when you were 18 years old, but why is Dylan's biological father your elder brother?"

Emmett deliberately emphasized the last two sentences.

When he was young, George and his mother also seemed to be in love.

However, when Emmett grew up and looked back on what happened when he was young, he vaguely felt that his parents' love was an illusion.

Adults were very good at acting and also very good at lying.

For a long time, Frances could not say a single word. The entire hall was filled with a heart-shaking silence.

Frances stabilized her mind and said with a trembling voice, "Dylan is indeed the son of big brother. But you have to believe that he really loves your mother…"

Emmett just sneered and did not say anything.

Frances probably also understood that such words could not convince Emmett.

Pausing for a moment, Frances continued, "At that time, I was indeed pregnant. It was just that my child was born prematurely and died not long after he was born. At that time, your father also took over the Lawrence Group and had a lot of social interactions. It was inevitable that women with ulterior motives would take the opportunity to get him. Although he wanted to get rid of that woman, Dylan was his flesh and blood after all. My child just happened to die, so I brought the child over to take care of it."

Her words seemed to have no flaws at all.

What she said was also reasonable and justified.

Emmett did not say whether he believed her or not. He just asked, "Does Dylan know about this?"

"He probably knows." Frances's expression was a little hesitant.

Emmett asked again, "Does uncle know about it?"

Frances's expression had already returned to normal. She said softly, "Yes, Richard also knows."

Emmett narrowed his eyes. "Uncle is not at home. Where did he go?"

Frances smiled and said. "He's been doing an art exhibition recently. He's been away for more than a month."

Just as she finished speaking, a maid came over, "Madam, the dinner is ready."

"Okay, let's eat first. You should be hungry too." Frances stood up and said gently.

She regained her elegance as an artist’s wife, and there was no trace of panic on her face.

Emmett lowered his eyes and followed her to the dining room.

They were the only two people eating at the huge dining table. Neither of them spoke and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

After a while, Emmett put down his chopsticks first and said. "I'm done eating."

Frances watched Emmett leave the dining room, and the expression on her face gradually faded.