Harry shook off Emily's hand sullenly and said, "Miss Johnson, what's wrong with you? Do I have a grudge against you so you want to hurt me like this?"
"How did I hurt you?" Emily said unhappily.
"Oh, you still say that you didn't hurt me. There's nothing between us. Why did you do that just now? Do you know it's easy to cause misunderstandings? What if Franklin and Avery misunderstand us?" Harry said angrily.
Emily snorted. She looked at Harry and asked, "What does Franklin have to do with me? And what does Avery have to do with you? They are a legitimate couple. What do you think they will misunderstand about us?"
Harry, "..."
His face stiffened and he was speechless.
Emily was right. No matter who he was with, Avery would not misunderstand. She would only bless him and wish that he would find his happiness sooner. How could she misunderstand that he was involved with another woman?
"Well, Mr. Carters, it was my fault just now. Don't be angry. I make an apology to you." Seeing that Harry was really excited, Emily quickly apologized to him.
However, when she bent down and bowed, she suddenly saw that Mrs. Brent had gone to a corner with the man before. Her brows twitched, and she quickly stood up and pulled Harry away.
"Miss Johnson, please show some respect. What are you pulling me for?" Harry was dragged away by Emily again and couldn't help but ask angrily.
"Hush, hush, be silent. Just stand here." Emily suddenly turned her head and put her index finger on her lips, making a boo.
Harry looked at her in shock, but Emily had already walked forward, and soon turned a corner and disappeared.
Harry's face was gloomy, but he didn't dare to leave. Emily asked him to wait for her here just now, but he didn't know what she was going to do.
"Mr. Carters, why are you here?" An acquaintance asked in surprise.
Harry smiled unnaturally and hurriedly let the man go after a few pleasantries.
It was only after Emily turned a corner that she realized that this was a small private room.
She quietly walked to the door of the private room and looked through the crack. Then she saw Mrs. Brent and the man just now inside from the crack.
"Don't pull me. What if you tear my clothes?" Mrs. Brent said coquettishly.
"If it breaks down, I'll buy you another one. You made a lot of money at this birthday party today, right? Isn't it enough to buy a dress?" The man laughed as he took advantage of her.
Mrs. Brent smiled shyly and let the man hug and kiss her.
However, when the man tried to go further, Mrs. Brent still knew what the shame meant. She couldn't help but block his hand and say, "No, you have to see what kind of occasion this is. What if someone bumps into us? Although I don't want face, the Brent Family still needs face."
"You've been trapped in the Brent Family for your whole life. You've been working as a cow and raising an heir to the Brent Family. Now you can finally enjoy life, but there are still so many restrictions." The man said unhappily.
Mrs. Brent shuddered at his touch and finally couldn't help but wrap her arms around the man's neck and give him a hot kiss.
After all, the two of them couldn't help but had sex here for a while.
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