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.

Alyssa took it out and saw that it was Hazel

pick it up. She raised her head and hurriedly said to Emmett, "Mr. Lawrence, I really do not need any remuneration. You must take care of your daughter in the future. She is still too young. I

finished speaking, she looked at Angela again and

she took out her phone to answer

forgot to call you back." She was playing with Angela before,

at that moment that she realized that

Are

"I'm going back now."

up Hazel's phone

quiet over the

and found that it was already past six o'clock. She said, "I am still outside, but just about to take a taxi back. Have you

hummed and said, "Send me the address. I will come

be back soon." Alyssa knew that if Sampson continued talking to

it was not easy to take a

could call the car, a thunderbolt flashed in the sky and it started to

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

less than two hits. She found

rang again

it. It was a

phone number that she had called

hesitated for a moment before picking

Lawrence, is there anything

was accompanied by the sound of the rain hitting her eardrums. "Get in the car

as soon as he

car just pulling over before her. The car honked again in case she did

her lips and held the bag to her head. She hurriedly walked over and pulled open

when she heard Angela's baby voice from behind, "Pretty

Angela sitting in the children's safety seat in the back. She had

smiled and

driving his way, and could not help but turn

to the eye than other

in the back row, held up the milk in her hands and

mind was very simple. If she liked someone, she would be willing to share toys

it. You can drink

drink the