“He is obviously here to attend the banquet, but he has locked himself in the lounge and doesn’t dare to see anyone, there must be something fishy in it! Eric Chan could not stop thinking about Marisa Miller’s face that flashed through the door when the secretary was leaving.
Ivy Smith also looked suspicious: “What exactly does this Mr. Hunter mean, he is the one who asked you to help investigate, and he is the one who closed the door …”
“Do you need to ask? He must not want to give up his fiancée, afraid of wrongly accusing people, the final bad end.” Eric Chan righteous indignation.
Alex Brown, however, felt otherwise.
During the time Eric Chan was inviting Cameron Hunter, he carefully recalled the scene when they met in the ballroom, when he was so full of regret for Emma Rosy that he missed many details. For example, Cameron Hunter’s nervous look, and Marisa Miller’s contemptuous but jealous and resentful gaze towards Emma Rosy.
If he was right, Cameron Hunter had probably already figured out Marisa Miller’s disguise, or perhaps Marisa Darcyhad blown her own cover and controlled him by some means.
“No matter how similar the appearance is, there will be differences eventually, and it’s not surprising that Cameron Hunter can see through it, but what leverage does Marisa Darcyhave to threaten him?”
Alex Brown raised his hand, a photograph held in his fingertips.
“Olivia Bush?!” Ivy Smith and Eric Chan spoke in unison.
Yes, through the last conversation, we can see that Cameron Hunter has a deep love for Olivia Bush, and Marisa Darcycan unknowingly replace Olivia Bush, the probability is that They have some deal.
So it couldn’t be easier to use Olivia Bush as leverage.
When they returned from the dinner, everyone was tired in their own way.
Emma Rosy went straight to her room to rest, Charles Taylor also went home early after dropping people off, Eva had nothing better to do than to take a walk in the back garden, when she passed by the wine cellar, she vaguely saw the light on inside, smiled, shook her head and walked in gently.
“Well, I caught you stealing oil like a mouse!” Leaning against the door frame with her chest clasped, she scoffed smugly.
Master Wood blushed, busy putting down the bottle in his hand, criticizing: “I told you Master Wright has no taste, what’s so good about this red wine, nowhere near as good as Maotai. Hum, never drink it again!”
Said, angry to get up and leave, but Eva raised a hand to stop.
“Come on, it’s Wright Family’s wine anyway, it doesn’t cost me anything to drink it, just don’t forget your age and drink yourself into the hospital.”
Eva took herself to the table and sat down, nodding towards the chair opposite, “I have business to talk to you about.”
The matter of stealing wine and drink passed peacefully, Master Wood instantly regained the majesty of being a master, turning his back and grunting heavily: “Come in and do not know how to knock, no rules! But still obeyed and took his seat.
The older he gets, the stranger his temper becomes. Eva stopped fighting with him and said, “Master, there’s something I don’t understand, why do you want to help the Wright Family?”
Since he retired years ago, no matter which company or individual had searched for Master Wood and asked him for help or mentorship, even if they had thrown thousands of dollars, he had never wavered. But this time, Emma Rosy simply found and convinced him, it is difficult to understand.
“And I’m so busy over there, you actually called me back, I really can’t understand you.” Eva picked out one of the bottles on the table and poured herself a glass.
“You should drink less, too.” Master Wood gave her a disapproving glance before explaining, “Mr. and Mrs. Aarn Richard were kind enough to save my life.”
Although both of them had passed away, their only daughter was in trouble and had gone through a lot of trouble to find him, so he had no reason not to help.
Eva wasn’t interested in finding out what was right and wrong about the previous generation, and she didn’t have much time or energy to devote to it.
Seeing her hesitation, Master Wood generously waved his hand: “I never force anyone to do anything, I called you back to see if you can help. The second is to check how well you have recovered, and whether you have disrespected the master’s instructions and tired yourself out again.”
Eva exhaled deeply, revealing a happy helplessness: “Rarely your old man so moved me, although it is likely to be pretend, but I still express the filial piety of the apprentice, stay to be your assistant.”
Master Wood was about to burst into old tears, after hearing Eva’s words, the tears immediately ran back and reprimanded, “More and more unruly, stinky girl!”
Early Monday morning, the Wright Group held its regular meeting, followed by separate meetings for each department.
Emma Rosy woke up, read the information needed for the meeting, and finished washing up and eating.
She had just driven out of the gate and turned a corner when she was blocked by a few bricks.
She thought it was odd and was subconsciously alerted, remembering the face she saw at the dinner yesterday that looked similar to Marisa Miller’s, and decided to call for help first.
Before she could find her cell phone, the light around her was covered by shadows, and when she turned her head, Paul Johnson’s face appeared outside the car window!
“It’s you?!” She exclaimed, her fingertips swiping rapidly across the screen, trying to find Joe Wright’s number, but in her panic, she missed it and had to rewind to find it again.
Paul Johnson knocked on the car window and said in a loud voice, “Don’t be busy, I didn’t intend to hurt you, or I wouldn’t have used such a cheap trick.”
It’s not good for him to be tampering with the Wright Family home, but Emma Rosy didn’t trust him, so she dropped the window and asked him what he wanted.
“I want to ask you a favor, help me find Marisa,” Paul Johnson lowered his eyes, slightly difficult to say.
Emma Rosy was stunned, first incredulous, then ridiculous.
Even if she wanted to send Marisa Darcyto prison for the rest of her life, she wouldn’t be stupid enough to cooperate with Paul Johnson.