Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 86

"Okay, I'll let her attend. Tomorrow I'll send her to you. Please teach her what to do," Franklin said

slowly.

Emily looked at him in shock, "Why did you agree with her?"

She thought that Franklin would oppose the suggestion. After all, Mrs. Brent's attitude towards her was

very clear. If she went there, that would be like asking the fox to spare the chicken.

But her objections were ignored by everyone.

Mrs. Brent moved her lips slightly and finally smiled with satisfaction, "You haven't forgotten your

identity and responsibility. Since you've agreed, let her come to me tomorrow!"

With that, Mrs. Brent stood up and left with Ivy.

"Why did you agree?" As soon as Mrs. Brent left, Emily rushed to Franklin and questioned him.

Franklin pinched her cheek and said, "Why, are you still afraid of her? I think you're quite audacious.

There is no woman who has ever been so arrogant to my mother."

"Am I arrogant? You think too highly of me. But I'm really afraid of your mother. Why did you agree? I

know nothing about managing the household. I am afraid that your mother probably doesn't really want

to teach me! It's possible for her to play tricks on me." Emily yelled.

"She's my mother, and that's a fact that can't be changed. Sooner or later, you'll be faced with her, and

I think she's right. If you don't learn about household affairs, you'll never understand how to do it. You're

my wife, the mistress of the Brents. In the future, you will have to be responsible for all the affairs in the

Brents. If you don't learn now, will you let her take charge of them instead of you forever?"

"Who has told you that I want to spend the rest of my life with you?" Emily said in a strained voice.

Franklin looked sullen, "Otherwise, do you have other ideas?"

Emily thought that she didn't have any other ideas, it was he who had some thoughts!

"If there is something wrong with our marriage, all of my efforts will be in vain," Emily muttered.

Franklin said, "Rest assured, your efforts will count. If something happens, I'll hire you to be my

housekeeper. It may not be easy for someone like you to find a job when you leave me. If you learn the

skills well, they will be very useful.

Emily, "..."

Emily curved her lips and looked at him speechlessly. So, this was what he had been thinking about!

It was surprising that he had considered to hire her as a housekeeper if they got divorced. Did he ask

her to learn such skills to protect Miss Lewis?

That's right, it was unnecessary for Miss Lewis to know about these things. It would be good if

someone had learned about them instead of her. Franklin really cared much about his beloved.

"That's it. You don't have to go to work tomorrow. I'll let the driver take you to the house. You'll learn

from my mother. Of course, if she deliberately makes difficulties or teases you, you can fight back.

Don't forget that I'm your support." Franklin was obviously not used to saying things like that. He

coughed softly with a blush on his face when it came to the last sentence.

Unfortunately, Emily didn't feel the concern in his words. All she could think about was that Franklin

was caring about his beloved. She stared at him with great anger, but she was sad and could do

nothing else.

Joyce called her, saying that she had contacted the buyer and asked Emily to meet him.

Emily dressed herself up sadly and left the house. When Emily met up with Joyce, Joyce hugged Emily

and asked, "I have finished the task you gave me. It is up to you to clinch the deal later. What about

mine? Have you finished writing the love letter?"

"What, didn't Sebastian look for you?" Emily was surprised.

Emily thought Sebastian would call Joyce if he couldn't get through to Emily's phone after hearing the

news.

Joyce said with a blank face, "Why did he look for me? Have you already told him about it?"

"Absolutely not." Emily quickly denied it when she saw that Joyce was nervous.

If Joyce knew that Franklin had called Sebastian, she would probably want to strangle Emily to death.

As expected, Joyce patted herself and said, "You almost scared me to death. I have thought you have

told him. Just write a love letter for me and I'll tell him myself."

"Joyce, why don't we put aside writing the love letter? Who still writes love letters nowadays? It's really

old-fashioned. We should make another plan." Emily said sincerely.

Joyce thought about it and said, "Yeah, okay, I'll do it myself! After all, I am the one who is going to tell

him about my feelings, so it is better for me to think about it by myself. Let's go and see the buyer. You

can talk details about the price

"Well, Joyce, thank you," Emily said gratefully.

She would find a chance to have a secret talk with Sebastian later! She would figure out what he was

thinking, as long as she didn't give herself away.

Joyce brought Emily over. The man who wanted to buy the car was a man in his thirties. He was very

satisfied with Emily's car.

Emily said about the price and allowed him to bargain.

But she didn't expect that this man said, "There is no problem with the price. As long as I like it, the

price is okay. But to tell you the truth, it is not me but my friend who actually wants to buy the car, I just

help him check it in advance."

"Ah, not you? Then why have you told my friend that you wanted to buy a car?" Joyce was anxious and

shouted at him.

The man said with a mocking smile, "I'm also doing a favour for someone. In fact, it was not wrong to

say that I wanted to buy the car. Basically, if I like it, my friend won't object. I just want to show the car

to him again and make the decision."

"Emily, do you think he is reliable?" Joyce pulled her aside and asked secretly.

Emily thought for a moment and said, "He's quite sincere. He should be reliable! He just wants to drive

over to his friend. He can do nothing in broad daylight."

"Well, I'll go with you," Joyce said.

Emily nodded and said that they would go with him.

But the man shook his head and said, "My friend is introverted and doesn't like to meet strangers.

That's why he has asked me to buy the car. You can go with me without taking your friend. Don't worry,

your friend has got my ID card. I am a good guy."

"Emily, I think it's better to stop the deal!" Joyce said.

After thinking for a while, Emily still wanted to sell the car as soon as possible, so she said to Joyce,

"Don't worry. We also treat guests alone as sales girls. I am familiar with these things. I know what I'm

doing."

"Then be careful," Joyce cautioned.

Emily nodded and got the man in the car, who then told her the location. Emily made a route and took

him there.

Then they arrived at the community he was talking about. It was indeed quite upscale.

The man asked Emily to park her car at the entrance of a restaurant. After getting off the car, he told

her that his friend was in the restaurant. It was time for lunch, so he suggested having a meal together.

"You are so kind. How can you invite me to lunch since I am the one who is going to sell you the car?

It's inappropriate." Emily immediately refused.

The man said with a smile, "It's just a casual meal. It happens to be time for us to have lunch. It's

convenient to talk about the deal while eating."

He was so enthusiastic that Emily couldn't refuse, so she nodded and followed him in. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

It was an upscale restaurant. The man brought her directly into a private dining room.

But when she walked into the room, she found out who was here.