“The Alex Brown I know is not someone who only cares about his children.
This morning, Alex Brown learned of the Wright Group’s problems with engineering materials through a hidden source, and expected that the Wright Group would turn on his partners.
The reason why he was not prepared was that he wanted to test the loyalty of the material supplier and decide whether there was still a need to work together in the future, but also out of selfishness.
Although he threatened Charles Taylor with the current state of the Taylor Group on his last trip, when it came to Emma Rosy, he couldn’t push her into a dead end.
Ivy Smith’s anger was understandable, and he explained calmly, “Our project is not urgent, and we are using Wright Group as a touchstone to test whether the material supplier is worth working with.
“Excuses!” Ivy Smith was relentless in exposing him.
She liked Alex Brown and did a lot of brainless things for him, but she was never stupid and was smarter than most women. If they had started from the same place, Emma Rosy would never have been her match in any way.
Alex Brown, with limited patience, picked up his coffee cup and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, took a slow sip, and said coldly, “Believe it or not.”
Ivy Smith shook her head in disappointment, knowing in her heart that if she and Emma Rosy had switched places, Alex Brown would not have done so. Gentleness or indifference, depending only on whether or not the heart is loving.
“I’d like to take your word for it, but have you ever given me a chance?”
There was a black money clip on the desk, she picked it up and ran to Alex Brown, questioning through clenched teeth, “What’s in here is the reason I don’t trust you, want to open it?”
Glancing over, Alex Brown frowned and said in a deep voice, “Put it down! Who gave you permission to touch my stuff?”
“Scared?”
Ivy Smith snickered and deliberately opened the wallet in front of him, holding up a picture of his parents in front of his eyes, and then slowly pulled it out to reveal a photo of the three of them hidden behind it.
An indoor playground, the parents stepping hand in hand on a trampoline, their youngest daughter bounced high into the air with a cheerful smile.
“For so many years, you say you want to forget Emma Rosy, promise again and again that you will not have any more contact with her, but there is never a moment in your heart… that you are not in love with her.”
Ivy Smith felt like a joke herself.
Alex Brown, however, was completely enraged, and she had touched his bottom line.
“Boom…”
The coffee cup fell to the floor, splitting in pieces. He raised his hand and pointed at the door, throwing out a word: “Get out!”
Ivy Smith looked at him with tears in her eyes, as if she didn’t expect that he would be so desperate.
“You feel uncomfortable now? But have you ever considered how much my heart hurts?”
“Don’t make me say it a third time.” Alex Brown held back his anger, his forehead veins bulged, and he said, “Get out!”
Ivy Smith’s whole body shuddered at the yell, and finally stopped expecting his warmth or even a hint of guilt, biting her lip and slamming the door.
As she walked outside the Brown Group building, her grief poured out, and Ivy Smith, unwilling to show weakness, turned it into anger.
She would rather hate Alex Brown, Emma Rosy, herself, than admit she was a failure.
Not far ahead, a man on crutches flashed by, and she stopped in her tracks, forgetting for a moment her grievances and anger.
Because the figure of that person, seems to overlap with Paul Johnson.
The only difference was that the wheelchair was replaced by a cane.
Remembering what Randall Harrah had said, she hurried after him.
The man in front of her suddenly disappeared without a trace in the quiet, empty alley, and she turned around suspiciously to look for him when her neck was violently strangled–
“Is that you?”
Seeing her face, Paul Johnson relaxed his fingers and looked at her expressionlessly: “What are you doing following me?”
Two years have passed, Paul Johnson has become stronger, arm muscles gnarled, one hand can choke Ivy Smith to death, but the face has changed a lot, not wrinkled kind of old, but the look, no longer vivid, as if a pool of stagnant water.
Ivy Smith panic back, clinging to the other side of the alley wall to keep a safe distance from him.
“You…”
Subconsciously wanting to ask him how he found her, and feeling that the question was too retarded, she accused, “You lied to me!”
He was aware of her relationship with Alex Brown, but he played dumb and even used her to investigate Alex Brown’ hospitalization information and do something after the surgery.
Paul Johnson still looked indifferent, did not deny or explain, and warned in a deep voice: “Let you go this time, the next time we meet, we will not be so polite.” And then picked up the cane by the wall and walked into the alley.
Ivy Smith stood behind him and yelled angrily, “I should be the one to let you go, right?
Paul Johnson steps back, inclines his head, lips open and close before disappearing around the corner completely.
–Thank you.
At the old Wright Family home, the group gathered in the living room to once again discuss the location of Master Wood.
“The latest news is that he is not in J City, but is living in seclusion in one of the surrounding villages.” Joe Wright handed over his findings to Emma Rosy for her to finalize.
After the incident with Liu, Master Wright no longer trusts any information and asks Joe Wright about the source of the information.