As she saw them, Emily spun around and hid behind a tree.
Not far away, Manson looked around subconsciously, his sight glanced around.
He felt that he just ran into someone that he seemed to have seen somewhere.
It was like… His angel? Or, Emily Gale?
Damn! How would he want to see Emily?
However, in this morning his big brother had decided to cancel the engagement with that woman. He hadn’t met her by now.
That woman was stupid and arrogant, being abandoned by a man. Would she do something stupid…
“Manson, what’s the matter?” Wendy realized that he didn’t follow her steps, so she immediately walked to his side.
“Aren’t we going in? What are you looking at?”
She also turned around to take a look, but the crowd was full of noise all around. She didn’t notice anything unusual.
“Nothing.” Manson finally withdrew his confused sight and walked toward a high-end cafeteria in the front.
Wendy smiled at him mildly, facing him with the most beautiful way she could think of.
Undoubtedly, a gorgeous beauty like this was really charming.
But Manson seemed to be mind-distracted all the way. Did he really see Emily just now?
He heard that she moved out of the WongRiver Pavilion last night. For this reason, he went to the Gale family this morning, but that girl did not go back home.
Did she actually live on campus now?
“Manson, I actually ask you out for something. I know you are held in high status in the Jackson family, I …”
Wendy paused again, looking back with him.
However, she still didn’t notice anything unusual. What exactly was he looking at?
“Manson, are you listening to me?”
Manson grew impatient. He simply stopped, “What do you need me for?”
He decided not to drink the coffee.
He used to enjoy drinking coffee and conversing with a beautiful lady, but now he was extremely impatient.
Although these women were beautiful, yet, through their demeanors, one could easily observe their pretentious nobleness and elegance.
To be honest, he felt tired and bored of seeing so many pretentious beautiful women.
They were even no match for a stupid woman like Emily. Although she wasn’t as beautiful, at least she was sincere.
Right, it was the feeling of sincerity.
She ate and drank freely as much as she wanted. She was more like a real person.
Only being together with someone like this would Manson be able to eat and drink as much as he liked.
Still, why would he think of that ugly woman for no reason?
“The cafe is in the front, why don’t we go in…”
“I still have other things to deal with today.”
“Manson, are you mad at me?” Wendy stepped forward and got closer to him.
“Why should I be mad at you?” Manson was in an ‘offline’ situation all along.
Wendy couldn’t help looking back more carefully for the third time.
What was he looking at? A beautiful woman like her standing in front of him, and he still got distracted by something else?
Or, was he still angry?
“Manson, if you don’t like cafe. Why don’t we… Chat in the hotel?”
Wendy was really anxious today. At all events, she had to strengthen her status within the Jackson family.
She dared not to find Master Hunter. Liam was like a giant mountain. No matter how many phone calls she made, Liam would say that the Young Master was in a meeting.
She also called Hunter, but the latter didn’t answer the phone at all.
While at work, this man was like an iceberg without any human character.
However, Emily that b*itch would soon cooperate with the Sharp family!
She had to strike back for the humiliation that Henry exerted today.
She must establish her own anime department before them!
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