CEO's substitute bride (Alyssa)

Chapter 370

After Alyssa finished speaking, she looked at Angela again.

Angela hugged Emmett's neck and tilted her head as she sweetly called out, "Pretty sister."

"Yes." Alyssa replied and her voice unconsciously became gentle, "Angela, you can't run around like today anymore in the future."

Only at this time did Emmett find out why he was so familiar with this woman in front of him.

He remembered that day when he was waiting for the red light at the intersection, Angela also called her "Pretty Sister.”

In the past three years, many socialites and ladies were committed to approaching him, trying to present themselves with various ways.

He himself did not know why, but he was not interested in those so-called "beauties" at all. Looking at them, he felt that they all looked the same.

Even Angela's biological mother, Marilyn, could not arouse any interest from him.

If he did not ask someone to compare his and Angela's DNA, he would not have believed that he had actually been with Marilyn once.

Compared to the last time he saw her, the woman in front of his eyes had changed a lot and looked much more pleasing to the eye.

The last time he only took a quick glance. He only remembered that she was a skinny woman with a face as white as a ghost. She was as ugly as she could be.

Now, it seemed that she had grown some flesh.

However...

Emmett's gaze fell on Alyssa's slender wrist that was exposed. He suspected that he could crush her wrist bones with just a light pinch.

Emmett's gaze was too sharp, as if it was real knifes, sticking to her. Alyssa felt uncomfortable when he looked at her.

She could only change the topic and asked, "Mr. Lawrence, when you. . . were on the phone before, how did you know Angela found an older sister to help her make a call?"

Emmett restrained his gaze and looked at her face. His tone was indifferent. "She calls everyone who is taller than her sister. And she only talks to elder sisters."

The truth was that Angela would call whoever of the same sex "pretty elder sister" no matter how old she was when she saw those who thought they were pretty.

And Angela would specially talk to her “pretty sisters.”

"So that's how it is." Alyssa nodded.

suddenly vibrated. Alyssa took it out and saw that it

and hurriedly said to Emmett, "Mr. Lawrence, I really do not

she finished speaking, she looked at Angela

she walked, she took out

forgot to call you back." She was playing

that moment that she realized that

okay. Are

"I'm going back now."

hung up Hazel's phone when Sampson called

very quiet over the phone.

o'clock. She said, "I am still outside, but

me the address. I will

back soon." Alyssa knew that if Sampson continued talking

was peak hour after work and it was not

the car, a thunderbolt flashed in

last thunderstorm at the end of summer, it came in a threatening manner. The raindrops, as big as beans, hit directly in her

drenched by the rain in less than two hits. She found an advertisement slot

rang again at this

eyes and looked at it. It was a string of

phone number that she had called before. But she did not save

hesitated for a moment before picking

Lawrence, is there anything

rain hitting her eardrums. "Get in the car and sit in the passenger seat. I can't park

a "beep" as

a black car just pulling over before her. The car honked again in case she did not

bag to her head. She hurriedly

had just sat down when she heard

sitting in the children's safety seat in the back. She had a bottle of milk in her

and called

turn

to the eye than other women. But why did Angela like her so

sitting in the back row, held up the

very simple. If she liked someone, she

it. You can drink

so, she continued to drink the