Franklin looked at the business card and replied dryly, "We've met before."
Anthony was flattered and said, "Yes, at my little daughter's wedding. I really didn't expect Mr. Brent to remember me. I didn't have the chance to say hi to you last time."
"There are a lot of people who want to meet me but can't have their wishes fulfilled. You don't have to feel bad about yourself. You're Emily's father, then you're my father-in-law. But since you divorced my mother-in-law, and forced Emily to move out of your house, I'm sure you're not getting along well. In that case, I shall call you Mr. Johnson."
His word embarrassed Anthony.
Elena, who's standing nearby, smiled wryly and gathered her courage to say, "Mr. Brent, you are joking. Anthony was still Emily's father even he divorce Abigail. He's your father-in-law."
"Who are you?" Franklin glanced at her and asked.
"I'm Anthony's wife. Though Emily was not my child, she grew up by my side. I always treated her the same way with Iris."
"Continue to blow your trumpet," Emily laughed coldly, stood up, and said sarcastically.
Elena embarrassedly smiled and said, "Am I wrong? Didn't you grow up with me?"
"If there's nothing else, we'll leave first." Emily was not in the mood to argue with her and said to Anthony.
"Why are you leaving? At least have dinner with us first," Anthony suggested.
"Yes, I'm going to prepare it right away," Elena echoed.
Franklin said, "I need to go now. Maybe next time!"
He held Emily's hand and walked to the door.
Iris was still standing there blankly. Elena pinched her waist to wake her up. "I'll walk you to the door."
Emily and Franklin ignored her and walked out. Iris quickly followed them. Emily was on the left side of Franklin, so she stood on the right side.
What's more, she also coquettishly smiled at Franklin and asked, "Mr. Brent, what do you do on weekends? We can have fun together when you are free."
"I cannot have fun with you around," Franklin snorted.
Iris's face stiffened. She didn't Franklin to be so cute and dismissive.
He must be accosted countless times that he didn't show mercy to anyone. Iris thought to herself. This made her feel much better.
So she took a deep breath to compose herself and smiled coquettishly again, "It doesn't. We can get together more often. You and Emily, me and Lucas. We can get closer and gradually have fun together."
"Good idea. I'll consider it," Franklin echoed.
Iris was ecstatic, "Okay, I'll make plans and make sure you have a good time."
Jason opened the door as soon as he saw Franklin and Emily walk out together.
Franklin took Emily's hand and sat in. Iris stood nearby, looking at the supercar enviously.
"See you next time, Mr. Brent," Iris said coquettishly, waving goodbye.
They drove away but Iris was still standing there.
Emily saw it from the rear mirror. Iris always turned cold eyes to her and never took the initiative to say hi or goodbye to her.
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