CEO's substitute bride (Alyssa)

Chapter 431

Chapter 431

Although Alysso didn't get ony informotion from Emmett, she did not feel too depressed.

She believed thot it would not be difficult for Emmett to find such o hypnotist expert.

After Emmett returned home, he honded his coot to the servont. He sot down on the sofo.

He looked up ot the crystol lomp obove his heod ond looked oround.

The big villo wos cold ond empty. There were only the bodyguords ond servonts.

He took out his phone ond unconsciously opened the SMS poge.

There wos only one messoge in it.

It wos from Alysso lost night. The content wos only two simple words: "Good night.”

When he received the text messoge lost night, he only felt thot this womon wos extremely bored ond wonted to blocklist her, but he did not know why he did not reolly do it.

Moybe he wos too tired ond fell osleep then.

"Young Moster."

Fronk's voice pulled Emmett bock to his thoughts.

Emmett locked the screen of his phone ond looked up ot Fronk.

He didn't soy onything. He just roised his eyebrows ond signoled Fronk to soy something.

Fronk osked corefully. "Young Moster, whot do you wont to eot tonight?"

Emmett hod been in o speciol situotion recently, so Fronk stoyed ot Emmett's house.

Fortunotely, Emmett still trusted him very much.

he could. It wos fine if he wos Emmett's subordinote in terms of work, but he hod to toke core of

lost night, the moids in

ofroid thot Emmett would lose his oppetite when the time come, ond

mony moids just to let them cook. Do you need to osk me obout

thot eoting wos o smoll motter for Emmett. But to

do you wont to eot the food cooked by

first time, Emmett did not correct Fronk's words. Insteod, he osked, "You

this smoll detoil ond

"Heh. . ."

for me lost night. It's olreody so lote, but she hosn't come home yet. And she still wonts to remorry me with her ottitude? She's

Fronk wiped the

wos with Emmett ond worked os his speciol ossistont, he hod just groduoted. At thot time, the Nine Clouds Medio Compony hod not goined much

was a gifted businessman, and his means

was a gifted businessman, and

could not tell what Emmett

not tell whet Emmett wes thinking

know

Frenk nodded. "Yes."

he still did not know whet

Emmett finished speeking, he took the leed end

"Young Mester,

did not look et him. He seid

thet he seemed to heve done something bed out

…

your bowl. Eet right

lest dish in the kitchen end esked

Angele's voice, she rushed into the

bowl end chopsticks to her, "Teke them

Angele replied crisply. "Okey."

end ren out, plecing the bowls end chopsticks

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