Emily talked excitedly about the renovation plan with Sebastian. At first, Sebastian thought that it was her house, and since it was so big, she must prepare it for the wedding. Then he heard that it was just a client's house. The client was busy, so he gave her the money and asked her to help him. Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and offered help more eagerly.
When they confirmed all details of the design, Sebastian invited Emily to dinner.
Emily declined, "I should treat you instead! When you get the house well furnished, I'll pay you handsomely."
"You think I do this for money? No. It's my great pleasure to help you. I'll treat you to dinner today, and you have to agree no matter what," Sebastian said.
Emily thought for a while. Anyway, she was free. So she agreed.
The two of them didn't go to any fancy places. Emily chose a food stall. It's been a long time since she ate here last time. Besides, Sebastian was just a designer and an outsider. They two already knew each other well, so she didn't want him to spend too much money.
The two of them were chatting at the food stall while eating kebabs. Sebastian knew Emily when he came to her school as an exchange student for a month. But he didn't expect to see her again after these years.
"Emily, do you have a boyfriend?" Sebastian asked eagerly.
If it had been a few days ago, Emily would have said she didn't have a boyfriend, but she had a husband.
But then she thought that Franklin was probably thinking about how to get a divorce. If he knew that she told others about their marriage, he would definitely be unhappy. So she just chuckled and shook her head without saying a word to avoid the questions.
However, in Sebastian's eyes, her gesture meant no. She was still single. He immediately became happier, and even clinked glasses with her.
Emily didn't really want to drink, but Sebastian insisted that she couldn't refuse. She then took a few sips.
The two kept eating and chatting in the food stall. Emily didn't expect that Iris, who was passing by in the car, saw that.
Iris was shocked and quickly told the driver to stop. She took out her phone and took a few pictures before driving away.
She viewed each photo carefully. She was excited.
When she found that Emily and Mr. Brent were married, she was going crazy.
Ever since she was a child, she had been taught by Elena that she had to be better than Emily in everything. She was her parent's favorite child. So she stole Emily's boyfriend and destroyed her marriage.
She succeeded, but she did not expect that Emily, that bitch, immediately hooked up with Franklin, who was much better.
How could she not be angry?
But it didn't matter now. If she sent the photo to Mr. Brent, he would definitely abandon Emily.
She did not believe that Mr. Brent would still want an easy girl to be his wife anymore.
Iris didn't have Franklin's phone number, so she sent the photo to Lucas.
She knew Lucas too well. He would immediately send the photo to Franklin.
After doing all these, Iris happily went back to her mother's house.
Franklin received a Whatsapp message. He stared at the photo with a frown, looking more and gloomier.
When Emily got home, she found the living room was completely dark.
She could not help but frown. Usually, the servants would not go the bed at this time. Even if they all went to sleep, they would at least turn the light in the living room on. How could it be all dark?
She groped for the button. She wanted to turn the light on.
"You're back." Franklin's cold voice came from the sofa.
Emily was startled and quickly fumbled for her phone to turn on the flashlight. In the beam of the flashlight, she saw Franklin sitting on the sofa.
Franklin narrowed his eyes, as Emily's flashlight was too bright.
"Turn off the flashlight," Franklin yelled.
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