Chapter 443


    Although Ang''s words were intermittent, Emmett was surprisingly able to understand the meaning of


    her words.


    Ang wanted the family of three to be together, but her ability to express herself was limited. So what


    she said was somewhat incoherent.


    Emmett said, "Why don''t I let here? It was she who didn''t want toe."


    Ang stopped crying when she heard Emmett. She looked at him seriously.


    Ang said in confusion, "She wants toe."


    Emmett raised his eyebrows and looked at her. "Is that so? Then why isn''t sheing?"


    He felt that the little girl was quite interesting. She had cried so hard just now, but she stopped crying to


    argue with him even though she did not understand what he meant.


    Ang was confused by Emmett''s words. Her little face was swollen and she shouted angrily, "She


    wants toe!"


    "Okay." Emmett took a deep breath and said, "She wants toe."


    At this time, the elevator had reached the first floor. Emmett carried her and walked out of the elevator.


    He put Ang down and led her out.


    Suddenly, Ang broke free from his hand and turned around to run towards the elevator entrance.


    Emmett stared at his freed hand for a few seconds and then strode over.


    Ang was pressing the elevator button on her tiptoes, but her hand could not reach the button and


    was always a little bit off.


    Emmett bent over and reached out his long arm to pick Ang up. He carried her on his shoulder and


    walked out.


    "Let me down!" Ang fluttered her legs and shouted. "Let me down."


    Emmett did not say anything and carried her to the parking lot.


    He freed a hand to press the car key, opened the door with one hand, and stuffed her into the car.


    The back seat of the car was equipped with children''s chairs. He must have installed it before.


    Emmett pressed her onto the child''s seat and fastened the seatbelt. Seeing Ang still angry, his face


    darkened. "Sit obediently, don''t move, and don''t scream!"


    Ang was so scared that her shoulders shrank. She flicked a nervous nce at Emmett and quickly


    lowered her head. She did not dare to look at him.


    She was still afraid of him.


    Emmett closed the car door in satisfaction and walked to the front to drive.


    When he started the car, he looked at Ang in the rearview mirror. When he saw her ying with the


    seatbelt unhappily, he looked away.


    Normally it would only take twenty minutes to drive, but he drove for ten more minutes.


    The car stopped at the entrance of the vi. When he got out of the car and opened the door to look at


    Ang, he found that she was already asleep.


    Emmett bent over and carried her out. He said in a low voice, "You fall sleep once you’re full."


    Frank had been staying at Emmett''s ce recently. When he saw Emmett carrying Ang in, he was


    shocked.


    After his surprise, he remembered what Emmett said thest time. He could not help but feel uneasy.


    "Young Master, why did you bring Ang back?"


    Emmett could not have directly snatched Ang from Alyssa, right?


    Emmett looked straight ahead and walked inside. "She insisted oning back with me."


    Although Ang wanted to run back as soon as she got out of the elevator, she voluntarily followed


    Emmett when he left Alyssa’s house.


    Emmett carried Ang directly to her room.


    After he put Ang on the bed, he suddenly stopped.


    No one had ever told him that this was Ang''s room. He carried Ang to this room by instinct.


    He stared at Ang for a few seconds and then turned around to leave.


    Frank was guarding the door.


    Emmett ordered him directly, "Go and call a maid over."


    Frank nodded slightly and went downstairs to call a maid to take care of Ang.


    Emmett went to the study.


    Frank followed closely.


    Emmett had just sat down when he recalled the question Alyssa had asked him earlier.


    He looked up at Frank and asked, "How''s the investigation of the hypnotist expert going?"


    "There are not many people in the field of hypnosis, and the top few hypnosis experts are very low-key.


    . ." Frank suddenly paused.


    "Also, top hypnotists like them have some hobbies. After they receive patients, they hypnotize them to


    make them forget their faces."


    Frank carefully observed Emmett''s expression after he finished speaking.


    Emmett narrowed his eyes. His voice was cold to the bones. "So, those so-called top hypnotists have


    never shown their real faces?"


    Frank nodded imperceptibly, then lowered his head and did not speak. It was as if he had tacitly agreed


    with Emmett''s words.


    "Ha."


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    After a long time, Emmett sneered and said, "How interesting! Continue searching. I don''t believe that


    he can hide for the rest of his life."


    "Yes."


    Ang was not around, so the house seemed much quieter.


    Alyssa prepared breakfast and was about to call Ang to eat when she remembered that Emmett


    took Ang awayst night.


    She was really not used to it.


    Alyssa ate breakfast while watching the entertainment news.


    Even after a few days, there were still some media outlets who used her Weibo post as an article.


    "The screenwriter of ‘Lost City’, Ang, who disappeared for three years, posted a Weibo post a few


    days ago. Her Weibo post caused quite a sensation. Other than her fans who closely followed Ang''s


    movements in the entertainment industry, there were also someizens who liked to watch gossip. I


    don''t know if they still remember this screenwriter actually Young Master Lawrence''s ex-wife, Alyssa


    Moore. . ."


    "More importantly, after Alyssa disappeared out of thin air, the rumors about her on the Inte also


    disappearedpletely. Before she disappeared, she had a new boyfriend. Someizens spected


    that her disappearance in the past three years might be rted to the new boyfriend she had three


    years ago, or..."


    This kind of non-nutritious news could be used for entertainment.


    Alyssa read the whole article with great interest.


    The whole article was made up without any realism. It was all wild guesses.


    Could it be that the current media reports were all based on imagination?


    New boyfriend?


    Where did she get a new boyfriend?


    Alyssa thought about it carefully. It seemed like Sampson hade to her that year. The media had


    taken pictures of her and said that she had a new boyfriend.


    Later on, she was kidnapped by Dn.


    After Alyssa finished reading the report, she did not forget to read thements below.


    "Really? The scriptwriter of Lost City is Emmett Lawrence''s ex-wife? Could it be that she found


    someone to write it for her?"


    "It''s useless for the editor to say anything. I just want to know when the second part of the Lost City will


    be shot. There are so many unsolved mysteries at the end of the first part. There must be a second


    part, right?"


    "Who cares about Alyssa’s new boyfriend and ex-husband? I just want to know if the second part of the


    Lost City will be filmed or not."


    “I haven’t watched ‘Lost City’. What is this screenwriter’s name? Does she want to be famous? I have


    seen a lot of news about her in the past few days. How many newsletters did she buy?"


    There were a lot ofments below thestment.


    "You haven''t seen it yourself, but it doesn''t mean that others have not seen it."


    "She wants to be famous? She doesn''t need to be famous. She''s already famous, okay?"


    "I think you''re the one who wants to be famous. You specially came to find people to scold you, right?


    I''ll fulfill your wish."