Emily heard what Andrew had said, frowning. She really knew nothing about this Williams Family.
"What's their family business? Why do they hide my son in their house?" Emily asked, feeling weird.
But Andrew said, "If I knew that, I would have gone to get Bryce back. The Williams Family is powerful. My old man is great, but he was only an assistant to the old master of the Williams Family back then. During ups and downs, the Williams Family is still strong. In LA, everyone is afraid of offending the Williams Family. If it was someone else's house, I would have rushed over with my men to take Bryce back, but the Williams Family... I have to think about it."
"So you mean this Williams Family is very powerful?" Emily asked.
Andrew nodded.
Emily was even more confused. Why did the man, even more powerful than Andrew, take her son away? Could it be because of Franklin? No way! Even Franklin himself didn't know that the child was his, so how could this Williams Family know?
"By the way, who's the child's father? Is he really Franklin?" Andrew asked.
When Emily heard this, she immediately got angry and said, "Of course Bryce is Franklin's child. Who else could his father be?"
"Are you sure?" Andrew frowned.
Emily felt that Andrew was insulting her and immediately said angrily, "Of course I'm sure. Don't I even know this? Besides, even if you don't like Franklin, you can't deny this fact. The child has nothing to do with you."
"Hmph, I don't care about your son. I'll be happy to have no children in my life. I'm just questioning your words. Let me show you a photo and you'll know why I'm questioning you." Andrew took out a photo and threw it to Emily.
Emily picked it up and was immediately dumbfounded.
There was a man in the photo who was very handsome.
He was no less handsome than Franklin at all. Most importantly, his temperament was colder, prouder, and nobler. He must be a noble young man. But he looked younger than Franklin. His handsome face was familiar to Emily. She thought about it for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She finally remembered whom this handsome man looked like.
"Who... Who is he?" Emily asked in a trembling voice.
"Daniel, his name is Daniel."
"Daniel? He's from the Williams family? Why does my son look so much like him?" Emily muttered.
Andrew said, "That's what I'm confused about. Your son is with him now. But although his surname is Williams, he's not really from the Williams Family. His mother is old master Williams' youngest daughter and has always been favored. She married a man and gave birth to a bay and named him with her surname, and that boy was Daniel. However, the Williams Family regards him as a real Williams Family and is more favored than the legitimate grandson of the Williams Family. Years of experience, as well as the support of the Williams Family, his business naturally grows bigger and bigger. Now, the Williams Group is even more powerful than The Brent Group."
"It's so strange. I don't even know such a man. But why does my son look so much like him?" Emily frowned.
Andrew looked at her worried look, and he thought of her throwing herself into his arms just now, which made him couldn't help but feel flirted.
He reached out and pulled her, trying to pull her into his arms again.
Emily said volubly, "You don't get the right news at all. Don't you know why I married him? It was because the woman he was going to marry ran away with another man. He couldn't lose face, so he involved me in it. Do you think I really care about this marriage? I don't love him anymore. If I loved him, I wouldn't have left four years ago. And I wouldn't have been gone for four years."
Andrew frowned and gazed at her with deep eyes, as if trying to tell if what she said was true.
Seeing that he still didn't believe her, Emily couldn't help but be anxious and said angrily, "Why, you don't believe me! I've already told you all the story, but you still don't believe me. You really make me sad and disappointed."
After that, Emily stamped her foot angrily and turned to go upstairs.
"Emily, I believe you." Andrew anxiously explained behind her.
But Emily ignored him and went straight upstairs.
But when she went upstairs, she glanced at Iris and snorted and curled her lips at Iris.
Iris was stunned. She gritted her teeth in anger and clenched her fists silently.
At this moment, Andrew ran past her without even looking at her and went after Emily.
But when Andrew caught up at the door, Emily slammed the door shut and left Andrew outside.
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