Alyssa bit her lip and her voice turned exceptionally serious as she continued, "I even think that the fact
that they stole Angela has something to do with what they want to hide!"
This time, what answered her was the long silence on the other end of the phone. Emmett was
completely silent without saying any word.
Alyssa did not hear Emmett's voice for a long time, so she called out, "Emmett, what's wrong with you?
Are you listening or not?"
At this time, Emmett said with a forceful tone. "I know. Do you remember what I said last night? Don't
interfere in this matter anymore.”
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Alyssa looked at the screen of her phone that had returned to the contact list and she was somewhat
lost in thought.
Why did Emmett hang up the phone just like that?
In the past, he had always let her hang up first.
Emmett hung up Alyssa's phone in a hurry. He held the phone tightly in his hand. His fingers were a
little white at the joints of his bones.
Frank came in with a stack of documents in his arms and saw Emmett standing in front of the French
window with a cold and solemn face.
He placed the documents on Emmett's desk and called out to him, "Mr. Lawrence."
"Do you have any cigarettes?"
Emmett did not look back, but he was asking Frank. After all, there was only him and Frank in the
office.
Frank did not smoke much himself, but he always carried cigarettes with him.
He took out the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and handed it to Emmett.
Emmett did not take the cigarette that Frank handed over. Instead, he took the entire cigarette case. He
conveniently took the lighter from Frank’s other hand.
Emmett lowered his eyes, took out a cigarette and put it between his lips. His tone was indifferent. "You
can go out."
Frank hesitated for a moment, but still reminded Emmett, "You are going to have a meeting in ten
minutes…"
Emmett did not say anything. Frank knew that Emmett had heard what he said.
His job was to do his job well. He could not care about anything else.
After Frank went out, Emmett stood in front of the French window and smoked one cigarette after
another.
Ten minutes later, Frank came to the office again to remind Emmett that the meeting was about to start.
As soon as he entered Emmett’s office, he choked up and started coughing violently due to the smell of
smoke in the whole room.
Emmett was still standing in front of the window. After calming down, Frank walked over and said
respectfully, "Mr. Lawrence, the meeting is about to start."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the floor full of cigarette butts in front of Emmett. The empty
cigarette case was also on the floor.
Emmett was not addicted to cigarettes. But why did he suddenly smoke so much?
Could it be that he and Mrs. Lawrence quarreled again?
How big their gap was this time that Emmett smoked so many cigarettes?
Could it be that they want to separate from each other again?
While Frank was lost in his thoughts, Emmett had already turned around and walked out of the office in
large strides.
Frank quickly brought the materials needed for the meeting with him and followed Emmett to the
meeting room.
All the senior management had arrived.
"Mr. Lawrence, this is the latest proposal that we have made. Please take a look."
Emmett reached out and took the file that the manager was handing to him. He glanced at it and then
leaned back. He did not say a word and his dark eyes were so deep that no one could tell what he was
thinking at this moment.
The senior executive who handed over the plan thought that Emmett was not satisfied with it, so his
face immediately turned pale. The other managers looked at each other and didn't dare to say
anything.
After all who would dare to anger this young business tycoon?
Frank glanced at Emmett who was silent. He knew that Emmett was not angry. Emmett was silent it
was not because he was not satisfied with the new plan and got angry, but because he was thinking
about something else.
The meeting room was completely silent and no one dared to speak.
After a while, Emmett raised his eyes and said. "What do you want to say? If you don’t have anything
to say, then let's adjourn the meeting."
After he finished speaking, he did not wait for anyone’s reply as he stood up and left the meeting room.
As soon as Emmett left, the other people in the meeting room started to talk in low voices.
Frank was about to follow Emmett, when he was stopped by a senior manager. "Special Assistant
Baron, is the President satisfied with this new plan or not?"
Frank curled his lips with dissatisfaction. How would he know?
However, Frank could handle these kind matters with ease. He suggested, "I'm not sure either. Why
don't I help you bring it over and let the president take a look again?"
The senior manager immediately smiled and said. "Then I'll have to trouble Special Assistant Baron."
"That is my job," Frank took the documents and left after saying that.
When he arrived at Emmett’s office, he saw Emmett sitting in the back of the office with a serious look
on his face. Frank did not know what he was doing with his phone.
Frank guessed that Emmett had something on his mind, so Frank silently put the documents on the
office table and went out.
When he went out, Frank was still muttering in his heart. It seemed that the fight between Mr. Lawrence
and Mrs. Lawrence was quite serious this time.
Emmett looked at the screen of this phone blankly. Actually, he did not do anything on it. He was just a
little unsettled.
After an unknown amount of time, Emmett suddenly stood up with a swoosh. He picked up his jacket
and walked out.
Frank had just made a cup of coffee for Emmett and was about to send it to the president's office when
he saw Emmett walk out of the office. He quickly asked, "Mr. Lawrence, where are you going?"
"You don't need to follow me." Emmett said without turning his head.
Frank did not follow behind Emmett. He just stood with a cup of coffee in his hand and wondered what
Emmett was going to do this time.
After coming out the Lawrence Group, Emmett drove straight back to the old residence.
There was no one at home on the mornings of a working day.
"Young Master, welcome back."
"Good morning, Young Master."
The servants greeted Emmett along the way.
He walked straight to Frances’s room. When he reached the door, he did not knock on the door and
directly pushed it open.
Frances heard the sound of the door opening and turned to look at Emmett. A trace of surprise flashed
across her eyes. "Emmett, why are you here?"
"I have something to talk to you about." Emmett stood at the door and didn't go in. His face was cold
and gloomy.
Frances seemed to be a little afraid of him and her expression became a little stiff. "Come in if you have
something to say.”
Emmett did not go into the room. He stood at the door and his expression was cold and scary. "Who is
Dylan's biological mother?"
Frances's expression did not change. She shook her head and said, "I do not know."
"You really do not know?" Emmett walked inside. His gaze was fixed on her. This made Frances feel an
extremely strong pressure.
Frances subconsciously took two steps back. Her voice was still calm. "I really don't know."
Frances stared at her for a few seconds and curled his lips. He reached out to hold Frances's shoulder
and said in a gentle tone, "Aunt, why are you so afraid of me? I am just curious about this. After all,
Dylan and I have been cousins for almost thirty years."
Frances seemed to be shocked by Emmett's sudden change in expression. She was stunned for a
moment before she said, “I know you and Dylan will not be able to accept this matter so easily…”
"So what else can we do even if we can't accept it? After all, we are in a family." Emmett retracted his
hand and put his hand into the pocket of his pants. His tone returned to its usual indifference. "Aunt,
you can go to the Lawrence Group when you have time. You have not been there for many years."
Frances's eyes showed a trace of surprise. "Okay."
"I have something to do. I will leave first." As Emmett spoke, he turned around and walked out.
Frances said gently, "I'll see you off."
Frances sent him out of the old residence. When he went back to the car, Emmett spread out his hand.
Inside was a woman's long hair.
That was a strand of hair he had taken from Frances's clothes when he was supporting her shoulders.
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