After the class in the afternoon, Emily’s phone rang when they were about to go to the Sharp Group.
It was from Liam.
Emily was nervous and answered it soon, “Liam, how is the result?”
In the morning, Liam had taken away the report from her. Had he checked it?
She was so excited that her fingers, which were holding the phone, began to tremble, and her breathing was quick.
“Emily...” Sally wanted to go forward and was stopped by Joe.
“Don’t bother her. She is busy.”
Considering for a moment, Joe turned to Aryan, “Terry is not here today. You drive Sally and Lois to the company. Emily and I will arrive later.”
“You?” Sally complained. Why did Joe know more about Emily than her?
“It’s a trivial matter,” Joe pushed Sally, “Hurry up, we’ll be back soon.”
Sally was helpless. She left knowing that they were busy.
After Sally and others left, Joe marched toward Emily.
Emily hung up and looked at Joe, “I’m going to meet Liam.”
“I know. I can drive you to him.”
For convenience, he was entitled to a company car.
“Alright, let’s go to Island Coffee.”
As it wasn’t far away from the school, they arrived in a few minutes by car.
As soon as she entered the shop, something occurred to Emily.
When did she come here last time? Why? Was it because of Wendy?
Emily remembered that Wendy was strange back then. Wendy asked Emily out, yet she had nothing serious to talk with Emily.
Emily wondered why Wendy did that.
When was that? Had Wendy lain to the Jacksons?
Back then …
“Emily, why do you stop?”
When Emily was about to figure it out, Joe interrupted.
After losing her train of thought, Emily had to give up.
She shook her head and turned to Joe, “I want to talk with Liam alone.”
“I see. I’ll have a cup of coffee and wait for you at another table.”
He sat down at a table far away from Liam and began to order food.
While Emily walked towards Liam, she was nervous as well as excited.
She felt complicated. Various emotions arose.
She could hardly endure.
Emily felt a century passed when she was in front of Liam.
She finally finished the journey.
“It’s for you.” Liam had ordered a cup of coffee for her.
Emily picked it up and drank half a cup of coffee in one breath. She didn’t have the mood to taste it at all.
“Liam, what is the result?”
Liam looked at her, seeing the corner of her mouth was stained with coffee.
He handed her a napkin, “Don’t worry. Clean your mouth.”
Emily followed his words and then held the napkin tightly.
It was obvious that Emily was stressful.
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