Chapter 69 Emily
Frustrated, Emrys hurled the book away.
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Suddenly, his phone rang. When he saw who the caller was, his expression turned serious. “Mr. Olman?”
“Do you have time right now, Emrys? Can you visit me? I wish to speak to you about something,” replied Walter.
“All right, Mr. Olman. I’ll be right there.” Emrys then ended the call. I was just thinking about heading out to cool my head. Mr. Olman’s timing is impeccable.
A while later, he arrived at Walter’s place.
Walter then led Emrys to a middle–aged woman and introduced her with a smile. “Come over here, Emrys. This is Ms. Valentine.”
“Nice to meet you, Ms. Valentine!” greeted Emrys. I remember her somewhat. I think she used to work at the orphanage, but my memory could be wrong.
Shocked, Scarlett Valentine studied Emrys before turning to Walter. “Is he really the child who disappeared in the fire back then?”
Walter nodded.
“I got lucky and was saved by an old friar,” added Emrys.
“You’re truly blessed to have survived such a massive fire, Emrys! I think you’re destined to be a powerful and wealthy man.” Scarlett scrutinized Emrys and repeatedly nodded, looking satisfied.
Curious, Emrys asked, “Why did you suddenly call me here to introduce her to me, Mr. Olman?“.
In response, Walter laughed and explained, “Well, you see, Ms. Valentine has a daughter who’s returning from studying abroad. I thought I could help you two meet and get to know each other.
Ah, I see. He’s setting up a blind date for me. Emrys smiled bitterly in his mind and was about to say
- no.
Suddenly, Walter sighed. “Ms. Valentine’s daughter is an excellent international student. Initially, I was going to introduce her to Gavin. However, that b*stard was a disappointing mess, so I thought about you instead.”
As he spoke, he glanced at the courtyard with a melancholic expression.
There, Gavin was squatting on the ground playing with ants.
At that moment, his intelligence was equivalent to a five–year–old child’s. While it meant he
Emrys didn’t feel great when he noted Walter’s sorrow. I’m the one responsible for Gavin’s current state. Still, the damage isn’t irreversible. I’ll consider treating him later on.
Emrys glanced at the picture. She’s attractive, and her figure’s slim. Although, she seems familiar. Where have I seen her before? Hmm… Wait! Is it…
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