Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 100

Emily walked quickly and wanted to return to the room which Harry went to.

But she didn't expect Andrew to move faster than her. Soon, he caught up with her and pushed her against the wall, and he pressed her as well. He pinched her cheek with one hand and said with a grim smile, "Every time you see me, you'll run away. I'm that scared to scare you away?!"

"It's not fear, it's disgust." Emily shook her head and shook his hand away.

"Disgusting?" Andrew sneered, "It's the first time a woman has dared to say me disgusting. You're the first."

"Then I'm really honored, but there should be a lot of people who hate you in their hearts. If line them up, I think maybe there will be a long line, tens of miles in length."

"It's not long. I've tremendous women who could line more than tens of miles. They're all obsessed with me and want to die when we're apart. If you are from me, you'll know the benefits of being with me." Andrew touched her face again.

This time, Emily was on guard and immediately slapped his hand away, "Don't touch me."

"Emily, don't test my patience." Andrew pinched her cheek impatiently and it hurt extremely.

Emily's eyes were teary with pain and she shook her head hard, but this time she failed to shake Andrew away.

Just as Andrew was smug and ready to bend his head down to kiss her, he was suddenly kicked in the calf with pain. Then, his shoulders were pulled back, and if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been thrown over the shoulder.

"Who?" Andrew roared in anger.

Since childhood he was used to being arrogant and domineering, no one had ever dared to treat him like this.

"Are you okay!" Emily was pulled into a warm embrace and a deep but concerned voice sounded in her ear.

Emily shook her head subconsciously but quickly realized who was holding her. She raised her head in surprise.

Andrew also saw who the attacker was. He snorted and said, "So it's Mr. Brent. I didn't expect you have such great skills. We'll find a spacious place to have a good exchange some other day."

"No need. I'm afraid I'll dirty my hands if I have an exchange with you," Franklin said coldly.

Andrew's expression froze, obviously not expecting him to be so disrespectful.

"Franklin, do you know who I am?" Andrew asked coldly.

Franklin said, "I do not need to know who you are. If you want to declare your identity, and then say your ancestors to tell me even, I do not have the leisure time listening to you. But who is Emily I still want you to know, she is my wife. Next time no matter what you do to her, I will not forgive you whoever you are."

"Wife? Didn't you say she was your assistant?" Andrew was surprised. He clearly remembered that Franklin had introduced her as Franklin's assistant.

Franklin sneered, "Are you serious about the little pleasures between husband and wife? It seems like you're used to being alone and haven't had any contact with women. Unfortunately, this is a formal club and I have no women introduce to you."

Andrew gritted his teeth and glared at Franklin angrily.

But he was in the wrong, if Emily was just his assistant, he could still argue with Franklin. But she was his wife, and no matter what Andrew said or did, he couldn't seem to stand firm on his feet.

"Since it's Mrs. Brent, I've just offended. Next time, I will definitely have full preparation and apologize to Mrs. Brent." Andrew suddenly showed an evil smile, with his eyes ambiguously looking at Emily.

Franklin snorted coldly, "There's no need to apologize. It would be great that we don't meet in the future."

Maybe he thought he won in verbal aspects, so Andrew wasn't angry. He glanced at Emily again before turning around and leaving.

As soon as Andrew left, Franklin's expression became even colder.

He pushed Emily away so hard that Emily almost hit the wall.

"Jason, find out who this person is," Franklin said coldly.