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

Lawrence, I really do not need

she finished speaking, she looked at Angela again and

took out her phone to answer

was playing

moment that she realized that she actually liked children so

Are you

"I'm going back now."

up Hazel's phone when

very quiet over the phone. "Where are

o'clock. She said, "I am still outside, but just about to take a taxi back. Have you already gone

me the address. I will come to pick

and be back soon." Alyssa knew that if Sampson continued talking to her, she would not be able to convince him, so she hung up

after work and it was not easy to take a

worse. Before Alyssa could call the car, a thunderbolt flashed in the

a threatening manner. The raindrops, as big

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

phone rang again at this

looked at it. It was a string of numbers

Emmett's phone number that she had called before. But she did

a moment before picking up the

Lawrence, is there anything

rain hitting her eardrums. "Get in the car and sit in

"beep" as soon as he finished

raised her eyes, she saw a black car just pulling over before her. The

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

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

seat in the back. She had a

and called

not help but turn his head to look at Alyssa when

more pleasing to the eye than other women. But why did Angela like

in the back row, held up the

very simple. If she liked someone, she

it. You can drink

say so, she continued to drink the milk with her hands holding