"So, your people saved my friend?"
Emily sat down on the chair and looked at the photos sent by him on the phone. Her thin lips pressed
lightly. No one could see what she was thinking.
"What do you want from me?"
Henry Sharp waved his hand. The waiter immediately served the appetizers before the meal.
He said calmly, "I just want to help you. Do I have to have a purpose?"
"Mr. Henry, do you think I believe it?"
If he just wanted to help her, why did he even take photos and send them to her?
Henry smiled lightly, but said nothing.
When the waiter served all the dishes, he picked up the cup and toasted to her, "How about a drink?"
"Sorry, I don't have the habit of drinking with strangers." Emily refused.
"We are not strangers." This was their third meeting for them.
"To me, you are no different from a stranger."
Apart from having a meal and knowing each other's names, there really was no more contacts between
them.
Emily only knew that he and Mr. Hunter were friends.
Although she subconsciously thought that Mr. Hunter's friends would at least not mean harm to her, but
she still did not want to have more contacts with him.
Henry didn't seem to care about her indifference and alienation.
Picking up his chopsticks, he said, "Don't you taste it? This restaurant's dishes are very famous. Maybe
you'll like it.”
This time, Emily did not refuse. She picked up the chopsticks and ate seriously.
These dishes seemed to be very expensive. Anyway, she was here. Why didn't she taste it?
She never wasted the food. More importantly, it was free.
Henry was drinking quietly alone. Occasionally, his eyes fell on her face.
This girl ate happily. Her attitude towards food was not on the same level as her attitude towards him.
"I heard that someone spent a lot of money and wants Aryan's hands." He suddenly said.
Emily was taken aback. Her chopsticks almost fell to the ground.
"It's just a game between students!" She was a little angry.
Henry was a friend of Mr. Hunter, so he must be a person with status.
Such a person would not lie and make jokes with her.
In other words, those boys were not necessarily the tricky, maybe the tricky was others.
"But the special prize of this competition is to establish an animation company with Glorious
Entertainment. If it does well, maybe within three years, it will become the first animation company in
Bentson City.’
This reward was not that simple.
Which team in society did not want to participate? Unfortunately, they had no qualification to take part
in.
Since even the teams in society wanted such rewards, wouldn't these student teams be even crazier?
Skyler University and Bentson University gathered almost all the children of the upper-class families in
Benston. They had money.
"Even if Aryan's hands are ruined, those people can't take the first place. Ruining us will not do them
any good."
Emily suddenly thought of something. Could it be that those people were originally qualified to compete
for the first place?
If this was the case, then the object was well locked.
Except for those very good teams, those bad teams had no need to do this.
As for those big teams, it was impossible to estimate how many powers were owned by the family
behind them.
The Marsh family behind Nina Marsh, Golden Summit Group behind Flora, and the other three hottest
teams...
"Other teams may have similar things happen, but they naturally have the power to protect
themselves."
Although Henry's words were straightforward, they were absolutely true.
"Our team is still unfamous for the time being. Why did they..."
"Genius Painter. Isn't it from your own people?"
"Genius Painter?" Emily was taken aback. Seeing him motioning her to look at the phone, she took her
phone out.
Looking through the campus forum, she didn't expect that there was actually such a hot post, including
a video of Aryan being painting.
There was nothing wrong with this post, because they were not well-known, and there was a part of the
scheduled final that required public voting.
In order to get some popularity, Lois also made a lot of publicity posts.
Among them was a post saying that their club had Genius Painter and a video of drawing a line draft
was also attached.
The video was obviously secretly filmed, probably not even Aryan knew.
It didn't show his face, only his hands, and the pictures on the computer.
Because the computer had the time, there was no fast forward.
This video had been shotted from several positions, so there was no fast forward technology of post-
production.
It could only see the hand in the video, drawing quickly on the screen.
The line draft drawn had a revision rate of less than one percent.
In other words, he drew a hundred lines, but there might be one that needed to be modified.
The lines drawn were smooth and flowing. He drew it in one go. The speed was amazing, and the
quality was perfect!
At the bottom of this post, a bunch of people were amazed. One or two doubted that the video was
edited
However, more people denied the suspicion. Absolutely no editing! Absolutely no fast forward!
This hand was definitely a genius hand!
Their club became famous because this genius hand. They become a great surprise in the competition,
not a small and unknown club anymore.
Many people were predicting that this genius hand may win the championship.
Of course, everyone knew that the champion team was Nina's team, but there were still people who
dared to stand up to predicate that it may be not the Nina’s team.
Yes, this ‘maybe’ make them the most uncertain factor.
The more Emily looked, the more she felt scared.
With such a genius hand, could there be fewer people who wanted to destroy it?
She couldn't blame Lois. Because she wanted to make the team famous.
But it was also because of this. Now, Aryan was exposed to the public. He was really in danger.
“In that case, the early morning incident was not accidental at all, but deliberate?"
Looking at Henry, Emily grabbed the precious embroidered tablecloth with her fingers.
"Maybe." Henry glanced at her fingers, and said lightly, "Do you need me to investigate it?"
Although Emily's face looked the same as before, she was clenching the tablecloth so tightly which
showed that she was also very nervous.
"What do you want from me?" She believed nothing in life was free.
Henry was not her friend. Now that he was willing to help her, naturally, he had his own purpose.
Henry smiled faintly. This girl was very smart.
However, it was easy to deal with smart persons.
"You have no class in the afternoon." He picked up the glass again. The scarlet liquor shook gently in
the glass, "Be with me for a day."
"Impossible!" Emily refused.
Although Aryan was very in danger now, she absolutely couldn't do such shameless things to save him.
Henry was stunned for a while, and then he figured out.
"Do you think I want to have sex with you?”
Seeing Emily staring at him and her eyes full of vigilance, he suddenly laughed loudly.
"You are Hunter's fiancée. No matter how eager I am, I won't touch his woman."
These words still failed to make Emily put down her guard.
She said seriously, "Then why did you do everything possible to get close to me? What do you want
from me?"
Henry thought for a while, then put down the cup. He stared at her, and said seriously, "I just want to
know what is different about you which makes Hunter like you so much."
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