Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 117

When Emily woke up with a splitting headache, he could not help but groan and cover his eyes. After getting used to it, he rubbed his temples.

"Did you drink too much yesterday?" Emily said to himself.

The headache was a hangover from drinking too much, but she clearly remembered not drinking too much yesterday!

When she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, she found that the other side of the bed was very flat. In other words, Franklin probably didn't come back all night and didn't sleep on it.

Emily frowned, not remembering much about yesterday. He could not help but frown and wonder if there was anything wrong with being drunk at the family dinner yesterday.

But it doesn't matter if you don't want to. When you think about last night's events, your heart aches like a sea of mountains, and you remember everything in an instant.

Emily: ..."

"Oh my god, this must not be true," Emily said to himself.

Scrambling to find his phone, he called Lisa.

Lisa was still asleep when she heard Emily ask, "Did I go crazy last night and say a lot of things that I shouldn't have said?"

Lisa snorted and woke up, "Miss, you finally remembered. Yes, you were drunk and crazy. You said a lot of things you shouldn't have said."

"Did I knock down Franklin's eldest sister?"

"Yes."

"Did I quarrel with Franklin's relatives?"

"Yes."

"Did I still scold Mrs. Brent?"

"Yes."

"Woo woo woo, did I still argue with Franklin and scold Franklin?" The more she spoke, the colder she felt and couldn't help crying.

Lisa sighed and said, "Miss Johnson, I'm really impressed with you. I didn't expect you to be such a brave person."

"Stop it." Emily choked, "I don't know how I could have done this. What happened yesterday was not my intention at all. I did it out of control. What should I do now? The Brents people must think I'm an unreasonable woman, and Franklin must think I'm unreasonable."

"Well, it's no use telling me that. You have to find a way to make Mr. Brent believe that. Mr. Brent believes that. The rest of the people are just floating clouds," Lisa sighed.

Emily pursed her lips and choked, "Then I'll hang up, Lisa. If anything happens to me, remember to burn incense for me on the 15th of the first lunar month, for the sake of our acquaintance."

"Hey, Miss Johnson, what are you doing? You're not looking for life or death! Just explain it to Mr. Brent," Lisa said quickly.

Emily had hung up the phone and sat on the bed with his phone in his hand. She wailed in her heart. How could she explain it? Was she drunk? She still knew what kind of wine she drank yesterday, which made her go crazy.

"Good morning, madam."

When Emily went downstairs, the servants were busy and greeted her.

Emily smiled and ran to the housekeeper and whispered, "Where's Mr. Brent? Is he home?"