Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 115

Mrs Moore fell to the ground with a "Ouch" and a painful look appeared on his face.

Her shout also made many people look over and notice what was going on here.

Before Emily could react, a man rushed over to Mrs Moore and held her up, "How are you? Where are you hurt?"

Emily saw that it was no one else who rushed over to hold Mrs Moore. It was Alan, whom she had not seen for a long time.

I didn't expect him to be here on such an occasion today.

"My bone... It hurts," Mrs Moore said painfully.

A lot of people gathered around and asked.

Mrs Moore was in pain and anger. His face turned pale. He pointed at Emily and said, "It's her. She knocked me down on purpose."

"I didn't," Emily explained.

Alan gave her a cold look and lowered his head.

As soon as the onlookers heard this, they began to gossip again. Some of the people who were with Mrs Moore just now even said that Mrs Moore had just mocked Emily.

So it turned out that Emily was holding a grudge and deliberately knocked Mrs Moore down.

Emily was extremely anxious, and her heart grew more and more agitated. She kept saying, "I'm not. You're talking nonsense. I'm not."

"You did it on purpose."

"That's right. At least he's his own elder. How dare he go so far?"

"What happened?" Franklin walked over and asked in a low voice.

Everyone made way for Franklin.

Mrs Moore was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up. "Ouch, ouch, ouch," he cried out in pain, miserable.

The onlookers began to lash out at Emily. Perhaps from the beginning, they did not recognize Emily as the wife of The Brents' owner and the wife of the president of the Brents.

So if she made a mistake, she magnified it, and it turned out that she had knocked Mrs Moore down on purpose.

"I didn't," Emily retorted to Franklin, "I didn't mean to. I didn't see her when I came in, and she didn't see me either. That's why I knocked her down. Didn't she spill red wine on me too? I just didn't fall down when I was young."

"Hmph, you said you didn't do it on purpose, who would believe you! Before auntie just said a few words about you, you hit her on purpose with hatred. If anything happens to auntie, you can bear it." This woman, who didn't know what niece Franklin was, bit Emily and insisted that she had knocked him down on purpose.

Emily was so angry that she pointed at her and said, "Which eye of yours saw me hit her with hatred on purpose? You feel sick in your own heart. Don't think everyone else thinks the same as you. She said a few words about me, but I didn't hate her at all. I didn't put her words into my heart."

"Okay, stop it," Franklin yelled.

The woman wanted to say something more, but she didn't dare to say anything after being yelled at by Franklin.

"Make a phone call and send him to the hospital first," Franklin said coldly.

Someone was about to make a phone call, and a young man rushed over when he heard the news and gave Mrs. He a simple check.

He was a doctor, a family as big as the Brents. There was no one in the family. It was not surprising to have a doctor. After the initial examination, he said to Franklin awkwardly, "It should be a comminuted fracture."

Emily: ..."