Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 136

When Emily and Lisa arrived at the Brents, they were stopped by the housekeeper of the Brents.

Lisa said with a cold face, "I'm Lisa. Mr. Brent asked me to come."

The housekeeper looked at Emily and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, both of you. Today is the Brents meeting. No outsiders can enter. This is also what Mr. Brent said."

"That's impossible. Mr. Brent called me and asked me to come. He couldn't have let me in," Lisa said.

"Sorry, I really can't let you two in." The butler smiled again but said firmly.

Emily's face sank and she gritted her teeth as she barged in.

But the housekeeper was stopped, and she could not get through.

"Uncle butler, please let me in! Mrs. Brent told me to come and talk to me about something. You won't let me in. Mrs. Brent will be angry later. I can't bear it."

The housekeeper sneered, "Miss Johnson, I know very well if madam asked you to come, so don't tell such a lie."

Emily: ..."

She pursed her lips and looked angrily at the butler and the four big men at the door. Even if she and Lisa wanted to break in, they couldn't! Could she not even take the first step on the long march?

"What's wrong?" Someone inside asked.

Emily's eyes lit up and he recognized someone's voice, "Alan, it's me. I'm Emily."

Alan walked over and the butler bowed to him and said politely, "Alan."

"Why are you here? Are you out of the hospital?" Alan asked, looking at Emily.

Emily nodded fiercely and said, "Well, I'm done. Can you tell the butler uncle to let me in? I really need to go in."

The butler said quickly, "Alan, madam told me not to let anyone in today, especially Miss Johnson."

"Okay, I know. You go first! I'll take care of things here," Alan said.

The butler frowned awkwardly and said, "Alan, madam specially instructed..."

"I know. I'll take care of it myself," Alan said coldly.

The butler sighed at his insistence and waved the bodyguards away.

Emily said happily, "Alan, thank you. Every time it was the most critical time, you showed up to help me. I heard that the last time you insisted on taking someone to the mountains, you saved me."

"I didn't insist on going in at night to look for you, which caused you to have a fever and feel guilty. I wanted to see you at the hospital, but... Mr. Brent disagreed, and I was afraid of causing you unnecessary trouble. Now that you are all right, I can rest assured," Alan said gently.

Lisa coughed softly and said, "Alan, can we go in now?"

Alan frowned and said to Emily, "Emily, it's not that I won't let you in. It's really... It's not good for you to go in now. There's some trouble, so it's better to leave it to Mr. Brent alone."

"Alan." Emily pleaded, "I know you're good for me, and I'm very grateful to you. But when he's alone under the pressure of so many people, I don't know. I can't bear to hide behind him and enjoy the fruits of his victory. Please let me in! No matter what happens, I want to face it with him."

Alan looked at her in a daze. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "It's good that he has you by his side. He's always been so lucky."

Emily pursed his lips and looked at him more pitifully.

Alan sighed and said, "Okay! I'll let you in. After all, you're part of the Brents. But Lisa should not go in, lest Mr. Brent gets angry."

"Okay, Lisa won't go in, Alan. Thank you," Emily said gratefully.

Alan closed the door and led Emily in.

However, Emily was also familiar with the way, faster than him, and quickly rushed into the living room.

And in the living room, Mrs. Brent brought up another person, no one else, it was Abigail.

Abigail pursed his lips, his expression solemn.

Mrs. Brent looked at her and sneered, "Are you Emily's mother? I heard you were in the hospital before. Why are you in the hospital?"

"I was in a car accident. I was a vegetable, and then I woke up and recuperated in the hospital," Abigail said.

Mrs. Brent said, "Then tell everyone, did Emily have a mental illness?"

Abigail suddenly looked up at her and bit her lip with a pale face.

Anthony stood aside and said coldly, "Abigail, tell the truth. Don't harm others just because she's our daughter. Say whatever you want, she has been sick a few times, and once she was sick before you had an accident. You won't forget it, will you?"

"Of course... Of course I didn't forget," Abigail said in a trembling voice.

Mrs. Brent said, "So you mean Emily has a history of mental illness?"

"Yes, but she had a mental illness." Abigail muttered as if he had finally accepted his fate.

Just as Emily came in, he was shocked to hear his mother's words.

She stood at the door in a daze. After a while, she called out in disbelief, "Mom, why are you here? What did you say?"

Startled, Abigail suddenly turned her head and looked at her in shock, "Emily, why are you here?"

"Why am I here?" Emily sneered, "If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known that my biological parents were fabricating the truth and faking my mental illness. Mom, even if Anthony was slandering me, why... Why would you do the same?"

"Emily, I... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Emily, why are you here? Who let her in?" Mrs. Brent stood up abruptly and asked with a flushed face.

Alan said, "I let her in. Since it's a discussion about her, I think she should have the right to know."

"Why did you let her in? You're nothing. You don't have the surname Brent at all. You have no right to be in charge o the Brent," Mrs. Brent said angrily.

Alan pursed his lips, bowed his head and said sorry, then turned and left.

Mrs. Brent was so angry that he felt pain in front of him. Seeing Alan leave, he gritted his teeth and sat down. Then he said to Emily, "Emily, you heard everything. Even your mother said that. What else do you have to say?"

With tears in her eyes, she looked at Abigail and sobbed, "Mom, are you sure you want to say that?"

"Abigail, don't be impulsive." Anthony said coldly, like an invisible threat.

Abigail pursed her lips, looked at Emily with a pained expression, and said again, "I'm sorry."

Emily's tears welled up all of a sudden. She was not sad that Anthony had plotted against her. She never had a father. But she did not expect that she did not even have a mother. After twenty years of expectation, what she finally hoped for was a mother's slander.

"I really have nothing to say now. Even my parents say I'm mentally ill, what else can I say. But even if everyone says I'm sick, as long as one person thinks it's not true, then what everyone says to me is just a fabrication. Franklin, do you believe I'm sick?" Emily looked at Franklin in a daze.