Emily had just left Ivy and Ryan, but she didn't expect to bump into Harry again.
That's right. Ivy was here, so the siscon Harry must have followed.
Emily suddenly thought of Avery and couldn't help but look behind Harry.
Harry smiled and said, "Stop it. Avery isn't here. She and Mrs. Brent have always been on bad terms. Why would Mrs. Brent invite her over?"
"Mrs. Brent doesn't like me either but I'm here as usual." Emily curled her lips.
Harry smiled and said, "That's because you have Franklin, while Avery..."
"Look, I don't believe that smart as she is, Avery can't understand what even you can see clearly. Do you know why Franklin wants to marry Avery?" Emily suddenly approached Harry and asked in a low voice.
At the mention of this topic, Harry's face twitched in pain. If he knew the reason, he wouldn't have to suffer every day, counting down days to live. When he thought of Franklin and Avery's upcoming wedding, he woke up from his dream in the middle of the night.
"I don't know either. If I had known... You and Franklin are so close, wouldn't he tell you?" Harry was counting on her to give him some information.
Emily rolled her eyes. She was counting on Harry, but Harry was counting on her.
"If I knew, I wouldn't have asked you. Forget it. Anyway... They're the legal couple in the end. We should just move on then."
Harry sighed as if the topic was too heavy for them to bear.
Fortunately, Harry was a strong man. No matter how much he loved Avery, since she ignored him and was about to get married to his best friend, what could he do? He could only swallow the pain alone.
As he had gone through all these years, he quickly changed the subject and asked about Emily's child.
Emily's loss of the child had already become the talk of the city, and Harry was also helping her find him.
At the mention of the child, Emily's eyes changed, reddening slightly. She smiled, which looked uglier than crying, and said, "No news, but Franklin said that someone has seen him and that he is still alive. This is the best news for me. I will find him one day."
"Yeah, don't worry too much. You'll find him one day." Harry comforted her.
As they spoke, a man in a suit walked past them and went to Mrs. Brent.
Not knowing what he had said to Mrs. Brent, they saw her shake with laughter. The powder on her face was even about to fall off. Although she was dressed appropriately and beautifully, she was old, yet she still acted like a little girl, covering her mouth while giggling.
Harry glanced at them and turned his head awkwardly. Emily also saw it, showing a surprised and thoughtful expression.
After a while, she smiled at Harry and said, "That's Mrs. Brent's lover, right? He's dressed up well and looks young. He's probably about the same age as Franklin. Doesn't Franklin know?"
Judging from the facial expressions of the people around, many of them seemed to know about it. Franklin was not supposed to be kept in the dark.
Harry smiled awkwardly, "What can a son do if he knows about this kind of thing? He can only turn a blind eye."
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