Franklin was in a meeting when Jason hurried into the room and whispered in his ear, "Lisa called and said Miss Johnson was missing."
"What?" Franklin's face suddenly changed and he stood up immediately.
As he left in a hurry, others looked puzzled.
Franklin, who was an old head on young shoulders, seemed to have never been so flustered in others' eyes. Therefore, they were really curious about that, especially the people in the Brents.
"Do you know what happened?" Franklin's uncle asked Ryan.
Ryan shook his head, "I don't know. It might be about his personal business."
When the others heard this, they all showed curiosity. They wondered what the private business was, which made Franklin, who had always been calm and collected, so flustered.
"What's going on?" Franklin asked as he walked.
Then Jason added, "I don't know. Lisa called, saying that Miss. Johnson was missing. She has searched all over the villa but didn't find her. She didn't bring her cell phone with her, and it was left on the desk in the study. Besides, we have seen the surveillance footage but we didn't find Miss. Johnson leaving the house. So..."
"So you're telling me that Emily disappears for no reason?" Franklin stopped and said coldly.
Jason lowered his head.
Franklin strode forward with a gloomy face and quickly walked into the elevator to the garage, asking Jason to drive him to The Brent's Residence.
When Franklin arrived, Mrs. Brent was already waiting for him in the living room.
Seeing him come in, she quickly stood up and said, "Franklin, it has nothing to do with me. I gave her an account book and asked her to examine it. I just want her to learn the most basic things. But I don't expect her to disappear suddenly when she is examining the books in the study. I am so anxious that I even want to do a grid search of the whole house."
Ivy also explained, "Yes, Franklin, auntie is right. Auntie and I have been drinking tea in the garden, and we don't know that until Lisa comes over to tell us."
"Lisa, what's going on?" Franklin asked coldly.
Lisa hurriedly walked up to Franklin, lowered her head, and said guiltily, "Mr. Brent, I'm sorry. It is my fault. Mrs. Brent is right. Miss Johnson was examining the books at first. I was afraid to disturb her, so I went out for a walk. However, when I came back, Miss Johnson was gone, and I went to many places but I couldn't find her."
"Any clues?" Franklin asked.
Lisa looked up at him and shook her head gently.
Franklin frowned and asked Lisa, "Which room was she in?"
Lisa quickly led Franklin in.
When they entered, Lisa said in a low voice, "I see a cup of tea on the table, which is probably not made by Miss. Johnson. Therefore, I secretly ask the servants, but none of them have served the tea, and they are not willing to say more. I don't know who else comes here today. If you ask them, maybe they would tell you something."
Franklin glanced at the teacup and immediately went out to ask Mrs. Brent, "Who else is here today?"
"Who else is here?" Mrs. Brent glanced at Ivy, and she also shook her head.
Then Mrs. Brent looked at the butler and asked. He said. "Young Master Alan is here. He says he's here to see if there's anything else he could help."
"Alan? Why don't I know when he comes? Where is he?" Mrs. Brent asked immediately.
"Well..." The butler looked embarrassed.
Mrs. Brent snapped, "I'm asking you! Where is he?"
But there was one thing she was right about. If anything happened to Emily in the house, it would be her fault.
At most, she would teach Emily a lesson but she dared not to do anything to her. Otherwise, this would not do her any good.
"You'd better tell the truth. I don't believe what you'll do to Emily at home," Franklin said coldly.
Mrs. Brent said anxiously, "You still don't believe me. If you really don't, call the police! Tell the police to find them."
"Call the police? Should I tell them that my wife is missing in my house? If it is spread out, who will others laugh at? The Brents? Or me?"
"But you don't believe me. What can I do?" Mrs. Brent said anxiously.
Franklin frowned and clenched his fists.
Ivy urged anxiously, "Franklin, I can swear that this has nothing to do with auntie. We are also very anxious that Emily has disappeared. You don't know that auntie's face turned pale with fear when she heard the news."
Just then, Jason ran down the stairs and said to Franklin, "Mr. Brent, I found them."
Franklin stood up abruptly and strode forward.
But before he could go upstairs, Emily and Alan went downstairs.
Both of them were wet with their hair matted.
It would be strange that no one would misunderstand them when the two of them showed together like that.
Instantly, Franklin's face darkened and he looked at them with a heavy gaze. If his look could be turned into a knife, he would have already killed them.
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