Stay Around You Now And Forever novel (Hunter Jackson) novel Chapter 141

Emily stood in front of the desk with back to Hunter. She did not know that the man on the bed stared at her slender back and started to fantasize again.

 

Her figure was very good. Her waist was so thin that he could hold it in both hands.

 

Now in this position, especially when she bent to take things, the profile was very sweet.

 

If he stood behind her and pressed her on the desk...

 

Hunter coughed lightly. He had heard that little girls liked pure feeling and would stop after holding hands.

 

His ideas seemed to be too mature.

 

Girls at eighteen-year-old were really troublesome. Must they only hold hands?

 

Could not they think about something else occasionally?

 

“Hunter, I'm leaving.” Emily looked back at him. Unexpectedly, she met his deep eyes.

 

The eyes were too deep, as if there was a little flame beating in it!

 

Emily couldn't help but shiver. She quickly carried her bag and left Hunter's room.

 

His eyes were predatory and horrible.

 

As if he could swallow her at any time!

 

Emily always felt that she had no sense of security and was very dangerous when she stayed here.

 

Ewan had already driven the car out of the hall. As Emily got on the car, her mobile phone rang.

 

Wendy? This woman had not contacted her for a long time after they met in the mental hospital last time. What did she want to do with her at this time?

 

“Emily, do you have a minute? I have something to do with you.” As soon as the phone was connected, Wendy's gentle voice came over.

 

Compared to her enthusiasm, Emily looked very indifferent, "Sorry. I have a class. I have no time.”

 

“What time do you finish class? I'll come to see you. *

 

“After class, I still have a lot of things to do. I'm very busy during this period. If you have anything to say, you can say it on the phone now."

 

What else could Wendy do to find her? She was either trying to frame her up or get something out of her.

 

Emily had already seen through this woman. She didn't need to have a good look to her at all.

 

“Wendy, if you don't have anything to say, I'll hang up first. I have to read a book.”

 

“Emily, don't you care about your mother's affairs?" Wendy said with a smile.

 

Mom...

 

Emily, who was about to hang up, was stunned. Her fingers tightened subconsciously, "What do you want to say?"

 

“I want to tell you something about your mother. But you seem to be very busy."

 

“Twelve thirty at noon, Island Coffee."

 

Emily hung up. But looking at the gradually darkened mobile phone screen, she fell into meditation.

 

She didn't know much about her mother.

 

Her mother wasn't in this house early. Charles said that she was dead, but no one knew where she was buried.

 

For so many years, Emily had never seriously worshipped her mother.

 

But if her mother didn't die, why didn't she come back to see her daughter for more than ten years?

 

What did Wendy know?

 

Less than 12:30, Wendy's graceful figure appeared in Island Coffee and she sat by the window.

 

Holding her cell phone, she was looking at the street outside.

 

On the other side of the street was Bentson University. The school gate was facing this side. As long as Emily came out, Wendy could see her.

 

Sure enough, Emily's slender figure appeared at the gate soon.

 

Now, she was coming up this side of the road.

 

"Sir, I have an appointment with her now. But she will certainly ask me about her mother later. I don't have much information.”

 

“I've investigated her last night, and I'll send you the information. You just need to get her blood sample.”

 

“Well, I see.”

 

Wendy hung up and received the message from the man as expected.

“Why is that so?”

 

Wendy was shocked. It had only a little information.

 

Talia, a woman who seemed to have no family, used to work in a bar, and then was with Charles.

 

A few years later, she took her daughter back to Charles.

 

Of course, Charles did paternity testing with his daughter. With Charles's personality, he would not raise children for others.

 

But Talia just lived in the Gale family for more than a year, and then was forced away by Kate.

 

It was said that she died outside, and Charles did not go to find her.

 

Anyway, she was just a woman. Charles did not care that she had gone.

 

After this, Emily was left at the Gale family, and Talia had never appeared again.

 

No one knew where Talia came from. Even sir could not find out.

 

As for Matriarch Jackson's previous investigation into this matter, the private detective disappeared after he went abroad.

 

No one knew what Matriarch Jackson asked the private detective to investigate.

 

The only thing that could be found now was that Matriarch Jackson had visited the private detective several times.

 

Although there was no clear answer, judging from Matriarch Jackson's actions, Wendy thought the answer had been clearly revealed.

 

Seeing Emily walking into the gate of Island Coffee, Wendy turned her special ring and waved to her.

 

Emily walked up to her expressionless and sat down opposite her, "What do you want?"

 

“What's the hurry? We haven't eaten yet."

 

Wendy waved and called the waiter, "Two medium-done filet mignon. Thank you.”

 

After the waiter left, Emily stared at Wendy's smiling face once again, "What do you want to say?"

 

“Are you and Hunter OK? Is he good to you? Have you had sex with him?"

 

Emily's face sank and she was about to stand up.

 

Wendy said with a smile, "your mother Talia used to be a prostitute. She was not a daughter of an eminent family you have thought."

 

Emily clenched her hands and calmed down. Then, she just sat down again.

 

Since her mother had been dead, it didn't matter whether she was a daughter of an eminent family or a prostitute.

 

"If you just want to say that to humiliate me, I don't have time to listen to you anymore.”

 

“Do you believe that she really died outside?"

 

Emily's hands suddenly tightened, "Wendy, if you want to say it, just say it. If you don't want to say it, don't jerk me!"

 

Did Wendy know anything? Was her mother really alive?

 

"I have a lot to say. But I also want to listen to you first. Why don't you want to say it?"

 

The smile on Wendy's face was elegant and charming in the eyes of others.

 

But in Emily's eyes, it was synonym of malice and hypocrisy.

 

“What do you want me to say?" She knew that if she wanted to get something from Wendy, she had to pay first.

 

This woman would never do anything that was not good for her. If she gave you the benefits, you had to return ten times or hundred times to her!

 

Wendy said with a smile, "Didn't I asked you a question just now? Why don't you answer me? Have you had sex with Hunter?"

 

“Is he really willing to touch you? Was it you who seduced him on your own initiative? How many times has he had sex with you? How about his sexual ability?"