Ryan Richard didn’t say anything, but Emily Allen could tell that he had been beaten up.
He was, after all, the young master of the Richard Family. Even though the Richard Family had fallen in status, they still held some influence. How many people in society would dare to mess with him?
He didn’t mention it, and Emily didn’t press for answers, they both just asked superficially.
Then, she also stood up to get dressed.
Looking at her torn and scattered clothes on the ground, Emily felt quite displeased. She came here to make money, but instead, she was taken advantage of first.
She picked up her underwear from the ground, put them on decisively and told Ryan Richard, "Do my buttons."
Ryan Richard turned his head, still a little perplexed, but quickly understood and offered his help.
In the meantime, Emily suddenly asked, "What was that money-making method you mentioned before?"
Only upon hearing her reminder did Ryan Richard recall the purpose of his visit.
"Okay." After buttoning up her underwear, Ryan Richard reluctantly squeezed her hard, then stood up: "I’ll show you something."
Emily could only grit her teeth from the pain, but outwardly, she had to go along with Ryan Richard.
By the time Ryan Richard came over, Emily was already dressed and sitting at the front of the bed. Ryan Richard handed her a photograph.
"Do you know the person in the photo?"
Emily took the photo, had a look and nodded her head: "Yes, the famous designer Joy, Charlotte Thompson."
After finishing, Ryan Richard nodded his head repeatedly while showing a wicked grin. However, Emily had no clue how this was connected to making money.
Was it a plan to rob her?
Seeing Emily didn’t seem to understand, Ryan encouraged her to move closer; after all, the fewer people who knew about this, the better.
Wrapped in skepticism, Emily dared to move closer, "This photo is indeed of Charlotte."
Emily stared at him, even more puzzled, "So what? Rob her?"
Hearing Emily’s idea, Ryan Richard almost burst into laughter.
Next, Ryan Richard took another stack of photos, without exception, every single one was of Charlotte.
Emily sneered, "Ryan Richard, do you like her or are you a voyeur? So many photos of her?"
Emily couldn’t help but tease him.
Ryan Richard was not angered, he only thinks Emily is a little dim, so he began to analyze each photo one-by-one.
"You don’t understand this, look at these photos."
Emily still didn’t get it, and her eyes widened, "Photos, then what?"
"Look at this one, this one, and this one. The common trait is Charlotte biting her fingers. Not just in these photos, she has this habit in many occasions."
Ryan Richard was analyzing, looking for Emily’s approval, but continued the analysis on his own: "Sophie Allen, Sophie also has those small habits, I am very clear."
"So, Charlotte Thompson is Sophie Allen," Ryan Richard affirmed.
Emily couldn’t help but scoff, "Just that..."
She only thought Ryan Richard was going mad.
Then, Ryan Richard was more convinced, "That’s not the most significant point. Justin Battleson announced that Charlotte Thompson was his ex-wife. Who is his ex-wife? Sophie Allen, isn’t that coincidental? And I went to see her once, I am almost certain, she is Sophie Allen."
Emily Allen hasn’t heard the name ’Sophie Allen’ in a while, and felt a little repelled. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI-Fire.ɴet
She wasn’t interested in Ryan Richard’s elaborate analysis, she only wanted to focus on her own business, "So what?"
She didn’t see where the opportunity to make money was, and she quickly lost interest in Ryan Richard.
Seeing her get up and about to leave, Ryan Richard quickly grabbed her: "This is a chance to make big money, do you really want to let it go?"