Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 44

Emily introduced a 240-square-meter apartment to him. It's large and has a nice view to Harry. It took

her two hours to give him all the information. After that, Harry said, "Well, it's big. I like the view as well.

But I don't have time to do decorations."

Emily immediately said, "This is easy. I'll introduce a good decoration company to you. You don't have

to worry about anything. All you need to do is to make decisions on the design."

"Great. Thank you, Miss Johnson," Harry said.

Emily smiled and said, "You're welcome. This is my job. So are you going to make a decision, Mr.

Carter?"

"Yes, let's sign the contract today! I don't have much time on it."

"Okay, I'll call my colleague right away and print out the contract. We can sign the contract when we get

back to the sales office."

"It's getting late, Miss Johnson. Let's have lunch together! My treat of course. As for decoration, I want

to let you take full charge of it. But don't worry, Miss Johnson, you'll get paid. But we need to settle

some details first. "

"You want to entrust me to do that, sir?" Emily was surprised.

Harry said, "Of course, I'm not joking."

Emily thought about it. The commission could be high. This was a good opportunity to make money, so

she nodded and agreed.

She asked her colleagues to send the contract here and then went to have lunch with Mr. Carter.

However, she did not expect it would be fine dining restaurant.

"I'm flattered. You don't have to do that, sir." Emily said embarrassedly.

Mr. Carter smiled and said, "You are welcome. Relax, Miss Johnson. Let's sign the contract now, so

you don't have to worry about it, and we can eat at ease."

Emily said, "I like your forthright, sir."

Harry said, "You don't have to call me 'Sir'. This will make me feel old. You can call me Harry, just like

Franklin does."

"How could I? I'll call you Mr. Carter then!" Emily insisted.

Harry shrugged. He could not force her.

After signing the contract, they ordered dinner and chatted about the decoration.

Harry talked about his imagination of the house. He wanted to make it fit for girls. That surprised Emily.

"Won't you live there?"

"Of course not, but a friend of mine. She's going back to China in a while. I must prepare a house for

her."

"A girl friend?"

"Yes, a beautiful and fashionable lady," Harry said gently.

"Oh, she's your sweetheart!"

Harry burst out laughing and said, "You're kidding. How can you tell she is my sweetheart? She is just a

lady I admire, but it's a pity that she has no feeling for me."

"But I'm sure she would admire you when she moves into your house, Mr. Carter," Emily promised.

Any woman would be moved to receive a house as a gift. Harry knows about woman. That's why he

can think of such a nice way to get close to the one he loves.

"Maybe not. She might just say 'Thank you' to me," Harry sighed.

Emily smiled awkwardly. She just wanted to make money and didn't want to hear about Harry's

complicated love experiences.

Fortunately, Harry did not continue complaining about the embarrassing thing of his unsuccessful crush

on someone and immediately talked about the decoration. He also promised Emily that he would give

her 300,000 Dollars after the decoration as the commission.

"300,000 Dollars?" Emily was surprised.

She thought that Harry would give her a hundred or eighty thousand Dollars, which was the limit of her All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

imagination.

"If you can help, these commissions are not a big deal, Miss Johnson." Harry said.

Emily thought to herself, "Why didn't you come to me earlier? If I had the money earlier, I wouldn't have

married Franklin and taken your brother-in-law away."

"Thank you, Mr. Carter." Emily was not polite either. It was foolish to reject the money. She was willing

to accept it immediately.

Harry looked at her and asked with a smile, "Aren't you with Franklin? He didn't even give you this

allowance?"

"Mr. Carter, you'd better not pry into our private life." Emily said with a straight face.

Harry quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm being too talkative. My sister is coming back in a week. She's always

been very fond of Franklin. If she comes back and finds out that Franklin is with you, she will be sad. If

she does something to embarrass you when she comes back, please forgive her, Miss Johnson."

"Is your sister an adult?" Asked Emily.

"Of course, she's nineteen this year."

"Now that she's an adult, let's see what she will do. If she goes too far, I won't forgive her or

compromise," Emily said in advance.

She thought to herself, "I won't let your sister bully me just because you're my client."

She had to explain this to him in advance.

Harry understood Emily's words and could not help but laugh, "You are worried too much, Miss

Johnson. I don't mean anything else."

"It's the best. I wish us happy cooperation." Emily picked up the juice and clinked glasses with him.

After dinner, Harry wanted to send Emily back, but she refused.

It was not easy to go out. So she naturally wanted to go to the hospital to visit her mother, and the

restaurant was also close to the hospital.

But she didn't expect to hear fierce arguments in her mother's room. It's so loud that she can hear it

clearly in the corridor.

The door was not closed, so the sound was loud.

Abigail asked angrily, "Anthony, you can't go back on your word. You've promised it to me."

"Really? You also promised me that it would definitely be mine, but I got nothing?"

Abigail said angrily, "How can you say that? Don't think I have no idea that you have Elena have been

together for a long time? You married me just to swindle..."

"Abigail, that's enough. Let me tell you, I will never give it to you. I deserve it."

"Anthony!" Emily angrily pushed the door and rushed in.

Although she didn't know what they were arguing about, she didn't ask Anthony to come here to argue

with her mother.

Abigail and Anthony were shocked and looked at her in horror.

Abigail smiled, "Emily, why are you here all of a sudden? Why didn't you call me first?"

"Mom, don't be afraid. I'm here," Emily walked to her mother and held her hand.

Then she looked at Anthony and said angrily, "Anthony, I asked you to come here to chat with my

mother, not to argue with her. Get out of here right away. You're least welcome here."