Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 148

Emily wandered aimlessly through the streets, stomping his feet from time to time in anger, looking like a psychopath.

The people around her saw that she was far away, as if they were afraid that she would suddenly attack and beat them up.

"Emily?" A familiar voice sounded from behind.

Emily stopped and turned around and saw Alan standing behind her.

"Alan, why are you here?" Emily asked.

Alan smiled and said, "I wanted to ask you more. When I came out of the store, I saw a strange girl stomping her feet. She looked like you. I didn't expect it to be you."

Emily blushed and laughed at herself, "I must look like a lunatic! When you The Brents people see me, they will say I'm sick again."

"I'm not the Brents," Alan said.

Emily was taken aback. Remembering his background, he quickly said, "I'm sorry, I forgot."

"It's okay. I think you're in a bad mood. Why, did you quarrel with Mr. Brent?" Alan asked.

Emily touched his face and said, "Is it obvious?"

Alan chuckled and said, "It's not obvious. It's much better than when I saw the angry girl. By the way, where are you going? I'll give you a ride!"

"There's nowhere to go," said Emily, sighing.

Alan blinked and paused for a moment, "I'm going to a beautiful place to sketch. Are you interested in coming with me?"

"Sketching?" Emily was surprised.

Alan raised the drawing board in her hand and said, "I usually like to draw. If I can't make a living in the Brents in the future, I might become a painter."

"You can still draw! That's amazing. Are you going to sketch outside? Is it inconvenient to take me with you?" Emily said with a face full of admiration.

Alan said, "It won't be inconvenient. I'm happy to have you with me. I have someone to talk to and inspire me."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Emily nodded immediately.

Alan's car was on the side of the road. She got in the car with her and drove away.

Because the trip was rather rushed, and it was self-driving. So Emily didn't even have the chance to go back to get his id card. He bought two clothes on the way and followed Alan.

The car had been driving for a day and a night, and in the middle of it, Franklin called and asked unhappily, "Where are you?"

"I'm with my friends, and you don't have to care," said Emily coldly.

Franklin said coldly, "If you're with Alan, come back immediately. Emily, you can mistake me for being angry with me, but you can't touch my bottom line."

"Who touched your bottom line?" Franklin, don't think that you're the only one who has a bottom line. I have one too. When you lied to me, why didn't you think that you wouldn't touch my bottom line? Can only you be treated with respect?"

"Emily, come back right away. You have no idea what Alan is up to. He's not as simple as you think," Franklin roared.

Emily was angry, and Alan was naturally unhappy to hear Franklin say that.

Just as he was about to refute, he didn't expect his phone to run out of battery. The call was cut off, and the phone was blacked out. She was so angry that she could only throw it aside.