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When exactly did that man save his name in her cell phone?
After a moment, Emily Walker picked up the phone, “Hello?”
“Go straight home after work.” The enchantingly sexy voice of a man came through the phone.
Emily let out a heavy sigh and irritably replied, “I don’t need you to tell me that!”
Really, if she didn’t go home after work, was there anywhere else she could go?
“I mean my house.” The man casually spoke again on the other end of the line.
Emily paused, slightly frowning, “What?”
“Starting today, you must come to my place after work every day.”
There was a long silence on the other end of the line, and Emily thought the call had been disconnected. She couldn’t help but check her cell phone and, after confirming it was still in the call, she put it back to her ear.
“Didn’t you say you didn’t want to be the mistress?” The man’s tone became a bit low.
At his sudden words, Emily appeared bewildered, not understanding why he was saying this for a moment.
“I’ve sent someone to pick you up. That’s it.” And with that, the phone clicked, and the call was hung up.
“Hello? Hello!?” Staring at the hung-up phone, Emily looked baffled.
What did he mean about her not wanting to be a mistress?
True, she once said such words, but that was just an excuse she came up with to break free from his aggressive pursuit. What did it mean now?
Really, he never clearly explained himself!
Putting away her phone, Emily walked out of the company feeling frustrated and headed straight for the bus stop.
Just as she reached the sidewalk, a black sedan stopped beside her.
“Lady Carter.” Clayton Howard opened the car door and stepped out, standing in front of her with a bow, “Please get in the car.”
Seeing Clayton, Emily realized that he had mentioned sending someone to pick her up on the phone just now.
But why was she supposed to go to his place?
Ignoring Clayton, Emily walked straight past him towards the bus stop.
As if he had anticipated this, Clayton quickly caught up and handed her a few photos from his pocket.
Emily stopped in her tracks, frowning at the photos he handed her and reluctantly accepted them.
After carefully looking at the people in the photos, Emily raised her head sharply, staring at Clayton, “What’s the meaning of this?”
The photos were taken of her little brother today during an outdoor photography session, and from the angle, it seemed to be taken secretly.
But what did he mean by showing her the photos of her brother?
Clayton smiled politely, his tone respectful, but to Emily, it felt like a threat.
“Young Lord said that Lady Carter only has one little brother. As long as he shows the photos, you will get in the car.” Clayton spoke as if it didn’t concern him.
What did he mean by only having one little brother? Was he planning to use her brother to make her obediently get in the car?
For the first time, Emily felt as if her lungs were about to explode from anger, but her patience was remarkably good.
“I didn’t go home last night. If I don’t go back today, my little brother will definitely worry.” She tried to use ‘reason’ to regain her autonomy.
But Clayton still smiled gently, unhurried, “Young Master has already informed Mr. Carter.”
What? He had already informed him? Emily was astonished.
She took a deep breath. It seemed that the man had planned everything in order to make her submit obediently..