Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 149

"Alan, it was you that night!" Emily said gravely.

Alan looked at Emily in confusion and said, "Emily, what's wrong with you? I don't understand what you're saying."

Emily got out of bed and sneered, "You understand. You just pretended not to understand. You were the one in Michelle's room that night! I saw that it was Franklin. Although he denied it, I still insisted it was him. Because I thought I was looking at him, and it was impossible for me to have a person who looked exactly like him or even imagined him. But the moment you came in, when I saw you, I realized that someone looked exactly like him, and that person was you. And the way you just came over was exactly like the person I saw with my binoculars."

Alan smiled bitterly and said slowly, "Because of this, do you believe in me?"

"Of course not. Franklin refused to admit it. At first, I thought he was hiding it from me. But what Lisa told me was not unreasonable, and when I think about it, he didn't have to hide it from me at all. In fact, before I met Michelle, I had already wavered and even thought that I was really dazed and misjudged. But Michelle's words misunderstood me again. I thought she admitted that the person she dated that night was Franklin. But now that I think about it, she didn't admit it from the beginning to the end. She just said it in a disguised tone, which made me misunderstand it further. It must not be a coincidence that I met you when I came out of the coffee shop. You and Michelle had already discussed it! That's why it appeared in real time. Franklin called me and told me that you were complicated, not as simple as I thought you were. I think he already knew it was you! I just don't know why he didn't tell me. I don't know if he was afraid that I would be sad or if he didn't want to expose you."

"Of course I'm afraid you'll be sad. He's been nice to you. It's the first time I've seen him treat a person so well in all these years. Otherwise, I wouldn't have played such a big game of chess with you to get you out of the room just to disturb his thoughts," Alan said slowly.

Emily was so angry that his face turned pale. He finally admitted that he had planned all this on purpose.

"Why, why did you do this? Alan, I've always treated you as a friend. Why did you do this to me?" Emily asked sadly.

Alan said, "I didn't mean to hurt you. He's nice to you, but it's not appropriate for you. A simple and kind person like you is not suitable for the big dye tank of the Brents. I really treat you as a friend, so I have to do this. My friendship with you is real. Otherwise, I wouldn't have risked my life to find you in the mountains at night. It's my sincere intention to bring you out to relax. I just hope you can escape the troubles of Lancaster."

"Shut up," Emily said angrily, "You've done so much and circled around so many times. Your ultimate goal is to disrupt Franklin's thoughts and achieve your conspiracy. Don't say it so nicely. Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? You'll still fall for me at this point. I'm so silly, I should have thought of it. I should have suspected you since I was locked up in the attic in The Brents' Residence, and you deliberately directed yourself that time! Lisa told me, but I still don't believe it. I think you're a good person, a kind and trustworthy person, so I'm really too stupid."

"Emily, I'm sorry. You're the only one who makes me feel guilty about this. You trust me so much, but I have to lie to you again and again," Alan said guiltily, lowering her head.

Emily grunted coldly. She knew better than anyone that his pitiful apology was just another scene.

Why didn't she realize that he was so fake and always treated him as a vulnerable group?

"Emily, what are you doing?" Alan asked as soon as he saw that Emily was leaving.