Emily came out of the ward with a long sigh.
In fact, I had already guessed that this would be the result, but if it was true, I still felt very uncomfortable.
Alan said, "You don't have to be too sad. I'll persuade her to forgive you."
"Thank you." Emily smiled bitterly.
Alan lowered his head and remained silent.
Emily remembered that he had brought himself here, and Mrs Moore was so angry again that he couldn't help but ask, "Will Mrs Moore blame you? I'm sorry, you only brought me in, and didn't consider your situation."
"It's okay. She won't blame me," Alan said.
Emily sighed, "No way. It's not easy for you. She has such a temper. How can she not blame you?"
"Believe it or not, she's still very good to me," Alan said.
Emily was surprised, but when she suddenly remembered that Mrs Moore liked young boys, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in shock.
"You guys are cousins!" Emily said.
Alan was stunned, then smiled and said, "You think too much. She likes young boys, but she really treats me as her younger brother. My mother used to be her best friend, and it was because of her that she met Mr. Brent. She's always felt guilty about my mother, and that's why she took the initiative to raise me after her death."
"I see!" Emily sighed with relief.
But in his heart, he scolded Mr. Brent. He was such a jerk. Not even his daughter's friends were spared. He was worse than a jerk.
"Did what happened last time... Cause you any trouble?" Alan asked.
Emily knew what he was talking about. He shook his head and said, "I'm fine. You, on the other hand, heard that I've been kneeling outside the ancestral hall for a long time. I've been having a hard time."
"It's okay. Even if it wasn't that, he would have to find another reason to punish me," Alan said with a bitter smile.
Emily frowned and felt uncomfortable hearing him say that about Franklin.
Alan looked at her frown and said bitterly, "Don't you like me to say that about him?"
Emily pursed her lips.
Alan sighed, "He gave me a company two years ago and wanted me to manage it well. But I was not suited for this line of work, so the company completely collapsed in my hands for two years. He was angry, but he couldn't find a good reason to lose his temper. The last thing gave him a chance. I don't blame him, and I deserve to be punished for my own incompetence."
"So, there's another reason! But... Alan, let me ask you something. Can you tell me the truth?" Said Emily.
Alan said, "You ask! If I knew, I would tell you."
"Are you a mosquito magnet?" Asked Emily.
She did not forget what Lisa had told her, although she did not want to doubt Alan's innocence.
Alan was taken aback, then smiled bitterly and said, "What did you hear? Yes, I especially attract mosquitoes. But that day, no mosquito bit me. Do you suspect that I planned all this?"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Hello, Mr. Brent