Manson’s car stopped halfway because Henry was here.
“I’ll send her back.” Henry got off and came to Emily.
Henry was clean and handsome. It made Mason feel ashamed.
“Emily!” Manson looked at Emily who was about to get out of the car.
Manson wanted to be the one who sent her back, but he was afraid that forcefully doing so would make
Emily hate him more.
“I still have to go back to the Sharp Group. I can stop by with Henry.”
Emily explained to Manson.
Though her impression of Manson had changed a great deal, they met for only one evening. There was
still no way to change her feelings about Manson.
Manson knew that Emily hated him. It was because he had gone too far before.
He didn’t know how to make up for it so that Emily could change her view.
Seeing Emily got off the car, Manson immediately followed her.
“Young Master Manson, is there anything else?”
“I … can I see you again?” Manson was a little nervous, but he was unwilling to miss the chance.
Emily looked at Henry and suddenly said, “I have something to say to Young Master Manson.”
Henry pursed his lips, nodded, and returned to the car to wait.
Manson immediately became nervous. Was she going to refuse him?
Or was she willing to give him a chance?
Without waiting for Emily to speak, Manson said, “I will change! Really! Trust me!”
“Actually, whether you would change or not has nothing to do with me.”
Truth would hurt people, but Emily believed that deception would do the greater harm.
Since she didn’t want to lie, it was better to get straight to the point.
“I came to see you tonight because your mother came to make a deal with me, and I agreed.”
“A deal?” Manson was a little panic.
“Yes. She agreed to some of my requests, so I promised her something.”
Manson felt that his heart had been torn apart.
He raised his head, looking at the horizon. There were no clouds in the night sky, and the stars were
sparse. He felt lonely.
“What did you promise her?” he suddenly asked.
“During this period of time, I’ll try to have dinner with you every day.”
“For how long?” Manson believed in her sincerity. “Try” meant that as long as she was free, she would
accompany him.
Emily stared at him. Two seconds later, she replied, “Seven days.”
Manson let out a long sigh. He lowered his head and gazed her face.
“It’s a week then. Maybe there’s still a chance to change your opinion.”
Manson smiled. It was the first time he realized that his mother cared so much for him.
As for what Sarah promised her, Emily didn’t say anything and Manson didn’t want to ask.
Everyone had his or her own secrets. There was no need to keep digging.
“Alright, I’ll pick you up from school tomorrow.” Manson smiled. He finally relaxed.
“Get in the car. It’s getting late.”
Manson took the initiative to open the door for Emily.
Before Emily got in the car, she couldn’t help but said, “I won’t agree to be your girlfriend anyhow.”
Although it was a bit cruel, it was truth.
“You should grateful for having a good mother. Your mother always tries her best to get what you want.
She really loves you.”
However, no one could tell whether this kind of doting was good or bad for Manson.
Manson was domineering and Sarah had a lot of responsibility for it.
A loving mother would create a loser. This was a true saying.
“I hope you can put more attention to your mother. There can be countless women, but your mother is
the only one who truly loves you.”
Emily got into the car and closed the door.
Henry didn’t say anything and stepped on the accelerator, driving the car away.
Emily tilted her head and looked at the scenery flying past the window. She had a strange feeling.
Regardless of how Sarah treated other people, at the very least, she really loved her son.
Emily was envious. She really wanted a mother who had always been guarding her.
When she grew up, she would also in turn protect her mother.
Unfortunately, there was no chance.
Mother …
Suddenly, some images flashed through Emily’s mind.
She knitted her eyebrows tightly and tried her best to recall.
Some of the scenes became clear.
“Emily, Master will be back in the morning. I will explain it to him in the face. You won’t suffer like this
anymore.”
“Emily, there’s something I don’t know if your mother mentioned to you.”
“Grandma, you know my mother?”
“Of course. Your mother looks exactly like you. When I saw you last night, I almost thought …”
“Emily, your mother … she is actually my …”
Mom? Mom and Grandma?
Who was Mom? Why did grandma care so much about Emily in her last life?
A long time ago, when Grandma first saw her in the Jackson family, Grandma told Emily that she must
follow Hunter Jackson in the future.
Because only Hunter could protect Emily.
Why was Grandma so nervous about her future? What did this have to do with Mom?
The most important link was mother …
Emily suddenly took out her phone and sent a message to Joe, “If I ask you to investigate what
happened eighteen years ago, would you still be able to find out the truth?”
Joe quickly replied, “It depends on what we’re looking for. Eighteen years ago, the internet wasn’t so
developed. Many things had lost its track.”
“Joe, help me investigate my mother, Talia Harper.”
Putting down her phone, Emily turned her head and saw Henry was staring at her.
Inexplicably, she was a little nervous, “Why are you staring at me?”
“You are attractive that I cannot control myself.” Henry turned to focus on the road ahead, “Do you
really want to go back to the Sharp Group?”
“I don’t know where to go.” Everyone had been busy these days. She was the only one left in the
dormitory.
Why didn’t she go to the Sharp Group and see what she could do to help?
“This year, we plan to make two programs. My Mysterious Husband and the Rebirth of the Goddess.
Aryan is already preparing a set-up, so I need to do my script.”
“Are you reporting to me?” Henry smiled bitterly. He thought that they could be friends at this moment.
“No, I’m just talking to you. Can’t friends talk about work?”
In fact, when she woke up from the coma and found that Henry was the one who took care of her,
Emily had already seen Henry as a true friend.
Henry finally revealed a trace of joy.
But after looking in the rearview mirror, his smile condensed.
“Hold on, Emily.”
“What?” Although Emily didn’t know what had happened, she obediently grabbed the safety handle.
“Nothing, I suddenly want to race.”
Henry glanced at the rearview mirror again. It was a car with a normal color.
Suddenly, Henry stepped on the accelerator and the car flew out like an
arrow.
“Are you reporting to me?” Henry smiled bitterly. He thought that they could be friends at this moment.
“No, I'm just talking to you. Can't friends talk about work?”
In fact, when she woke up from the coma and found that Henry was the one who took care of her,
Emily had already seen Henry as a true friend.
Henry finally revealed a trace of joy.
But after looking in the rearview mirror, his smile condensed.
“Hold on, Emily.”
“What?” Although Emily didn't know what had happened, she obediently grabbed the safety handle.
“Nothing, | suddenly want to race.”
Henry glanced at the rearview mirror again. It was a car with a normal color.
Suddenly, Henry stepped on the accelerator and the car flew out like an
arrow.
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