Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 167

Franklin listened to Emily expressionless for a while before he said, "So the reason why you don't want

to tell me is because you're afraid that I'll make fun of you as an illegitimate daughter?"

The word illegitimate daughter hit Emily hard, and he said with a sad face, "You don't have to be so

straightforward! I don't know what's going on. I'm just going to talk to my mother."

"Emily, are you really stupid or stupid?" Franklin asked, rubbing her hair wordlessly.

Emily mumbled, "What's the difference between these two words?"

"Of course there is. It's all about how stupid you are." Franklin said righteously.

Emily grunted angrily and said, "I'm so sad now. It's okay if you don't comfort me, but you still make fun

of me. Is it my man or not?"

"Since you know that I am your man, you should know. No matter who you are, no matter who your

parents are, it has nothing to do with me. Because in my eyes, you are Emily. I have seen the stupid,

cute, passionate, and silly Emily. Your background is nothing to me."

"So, if I really am an illegitimate daughter, don't you care?" Emily asked immediately.

Franklin said coldly, "I don't care if you're mentally ill. I still care if you're an illegitimate daughter?"

Emily thought about it and hugged Franklin's arm, "Franklin, thank you. You don't know how scared I

am. I don't even dare to say this to Joyce. I'm afraid she'll look down on me. Although I know it's not my

fault, it's... It's not glorious."

"People who really treat you don't care about who you are. If I wasn't the president of The Brent Group,

would you leave me?" Franklin asked.

Emily immediately shook his head and said, "Of course not. Even if you are nothing, even if you need a

soft meal, I will support you."

Franklin curled his lips, thinking that even if he was nothing, he would not get a soft meal from Emily.

"You're here." Abigail waited for Emily, Emily, and Franklin in the private room. Abigail quickly stood up.

However, Abigail obviously did not expect Franklin to come, so he could not help but show a restrained

expression.

Emily saw that she was alone and asked, "Where's Mr. Fang?"

"He worked overtime today. I didn't tell him," Abigail said.

Franklin said hello to Abigail and said to Emily after being polite, "I'll wait for you next door. Look for me

when it's over."

Emily nodded and watched him leave gratefully.

Fortunately, he did not insist on sitting down together to listen. Otherwise, according to his mother's

character, he would not tell the truth.

As soon as Franklin left, Abigail breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that she was thinking the same thing as Emily. She didn't even inform fang Hunter about it. If

Franklin sat down to listen, she really couldn't say it.

"Emily, I'm sorry." Abigail apologized to Emily as soon as she opened her mouth.

Emily smiled bitterly and said, "Mom, you don't have to apologize to me. You just have to tell me the

truth. I'm no longer a child. Do you still have to keep it from me? What saddens me most is that I

learned about it from someone else."

"It's not that mom doesn't want to tell you, it's... She's afraid that you'll get hurt." Abigail hurriedly

explained.

"Hurt? Why did you get hurt? Was it because of my background that you were threatened by Anthony?

What was my background and who was my real father that made you so afraid?"

"Emily, don't ask about this. That person... That person is the devil, and we'd better not have anything

to do with them for the rest of our lives. I finally escaped here and lived a peaceful life. I don't want

anything to do with the past anymore. Anthony's side will warn him not to trouble you again. But you let

him go and don't bother him anymore. He... It's not easy to keep this secret from me for so many years.

I owe him. If it weren't for him, those people would have found me long ago." Abigail sobbed.

The more she listened, the more confused she became. She frowned and looked at her mother in

confusion.

Who was her biological father and who her mother had sinned against in the past? She was so afraid

to talk about the past.

Looking at his mother's trembling face, which was pale with fear, Emily could not bear to ask further.

If she kept asking, she was afraid that her mother would collapse.

"Don't be afraid. It's all over. Even if they find me now, I'll grow up. I can protect you." Emily stepped

forward and hugged her mother, gently comforting her.

Abigail cried and said, "You don't know how scary they are. They... Emily, we can't be found by them,

we can't let them know you exist. So don't ask about it. I'll rot it in my stomach and never say it in my

life. I'm doing it for your own good. I just want to give you a peaceful life. Anthony, stop pursuing his

responsibilities and let Franklin off him. He's already pitiful enough. His daughter is crazy. Why do you

have to push him so hard that he can talk about it and get those people to come to him?"

"I see. I'll talk to Franklin," Emily said helplessly.

Abigail lay in her arms and cried for a while, but it was not easy for her to calm down. Naturally, she

was worried that she would go home alone, but she didn't want them to, so she had to call fang Hunter

and ask Hunter to pick her up.

Hunter came very quickly and saw that Franklin was courteous and fawning.

Franklin looked indifferent and waited for them to leave before taking Emily home.

On the way, Emily was very silent. He waited for the car to drive halfway before sighing and saying, "I

thought my mother would tell me the reason, but she still refused to tell me. She also said that we must

never let those people find us and never let them know that I exist. Who had her mother ever offended

in the past that made her so afraid?"

"Do you want to investigate this? If you want to, I can help you," Franklin said.

Emily asked in surprise, "Can you find out? It's been so many years."

Franklin said, "In principle, there is no problem. As long as there is enough commission, there is no This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

problem how many years ago."

"Then help me find out. Although my mother said she wouldn't let me take care of this, I'm too curious

to know who my biological father is. I was completely disappointed in the role of father, but I still have

some expectations. Maybe he's a good man, maybe he's still alive, maybe he knows that I exist, and

he'll have some father-daughter feelings for me."