Chapter 468: I Am Emmett''s Father
It was a very handsome and domineering middle-aged man!
ine could imagine how graceful the man was when he was young. Even at this age, he was still this
intimidating.
Atwood rubbed his cane and looked straight at ine. Well, she was a fair and tender girl. She was
indeed very cute and hopelessly naive.
"Ms. Jones...."
"Who, who are you?"
"You''re so impolite to ask an elder like this. Never mind. I''ll let you go this time. I''m Emmett''s father."
ine gasped in surprised. Emmett''s father? (⊙_⊙)
ine was totally shocked.
The first thought popped into her mind. "ine, you''re screwed up. You hooked up with Emmett, and
his father ising at you."
Then, she thought, "ine, you are so poor. How dare you date an outstanding man like Emmett?
You''re daydreaming! Now his fatheres to pull you out of the fantasy."
"You, you ... what can I do for you?"
Atwood nodded. "I doe for a reason. I''m not that kind of idle old man. Ms. Jones, I want to talk to
you because you''re dating my son. What do you think?"
ine''s brain was in a buzz, as if there were a thousand bees in it. She was going crazy.
"Oh, talk to me? About what?" ine almost shrank. Atwood had such sharp eyes that he seemed to
see through people by just staring at them.
...
Atwood stared at ine. He was like a piece of cold iron. He had the expressionless gaze that gave
nothing away.
In other words, it made ine feel that Atwood was determined to have a conversation with her!
In Atwood''s eyes, ine was like a frightened bird. She was panicked and shrank away from his gaze.
She didn''t even know where to put her hands.
Atwood sighed in his heart.
Poor people always blenched in front of him. How could Emmett get together with such a shallow
woman? She would only embarrass his family when she went out with Emmett.
It didn''t matter if she was not noble or powerful. But ine was simply too stupid.
She had no merit!
Atwood would never allow Emmett to marry such a girl!
ine was helpless and rubbing her hands. Suddenly, her phone rang.
ine really thanked the person who called now, which diverted her attention.
"Oh, I''m sorry. I need to take this."
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ine said to Atwood in a hurry. She rummaged in her bag, found her phone, and turned to answer it.
"Hello...."
"ine! Are you dating on the moon? How long are you going to keep me waiting for you to bring the
keys? I''m freezing! Damn. If you don''te back, I''ll rip you off!"
On the other end of the phone, Hazel roared like a crazy tiger. ine immediately replied,
"Oh, I''m so sorry. I''ll go back and bring you the keys. Wait for another while. I''ll be there soon!"
"Hurry up!!!" Hazel''s roar almost deafened ine.
After hanging up the phone, ine felt awkward and smiled at Atwood. "Sorry, I ... my friend is waiting
for me to bring her the keys. She can''t go in. How about ... I...."
"Alright, just go. I''ll wait for you."
Atwood said calmly and coldly.
"Oh, alright. I''ll be quick."
After saying that, ine ran away. The farther she ran away from the serious Atwood, the safer ine
felt.
God, Bad-bear Smith''s father was so tough! Was he going to be her father-inw? ine was very,
very scared of him.
...
What should she do? Obviously, her marriage would be very difficult.
ine was absent-minded and almost bumped into a tree. Even Atwood, who was looking at her from
afar, was speechless.
This girl ... was simply a fool.
What was Emmett thinking? There were so many outstanding girls, but he fell for such a stupid woman.
Atwood was pissed off!
ine ran to the dormitory soon. Hazel was sitting on the doorstep and propped up her cheeks,
frustrated and angry.
"You must have been waiting for a long time. I''m already very fast. I ran over here."
ine was panting. Seeing Hazel was furious, she became a little timid. She stuck out her tongue and
opened the door. Then she pulled Hazel in the room.
"ine! How long has it been since I called you? Are you in the restroom? You''re so damn slow!"
"Alright, it''s my fault. It''s warm inside. Do you want to watch TV?"
ine said strangely quickly. She used to speak slowly, like azy cat.
Hazel felt that something was wrong with ine. So, she looked up at ine. "Are you alright? ine,
you''re so strange. Tell me. Hurry up and confess. Are you an alien who pretends to be ine?"
Hazel tickled ine''s nose with a back scratcher.
ine sighed and took away the back scratcher. She looked very depressed. "I''m not in the mood for
the game. I''m screwed this time."
"What''s wrong? Mark did something to you?"
"No! Mark wouldn''t do that. But it''s ten times more serious than it!"
"Wow! So, what is going on?"
"Emmett''s father ... is waiting for me outside the door."
"What! What is he doing here?"
"He said he wanted to talk with me. He''s an elder. Hazel, what do you think he''s going to say?"
Hazelughed coldly, "You don''t know? It''s gonna be the same old story. Haven''t you watched TV
shows? He''ll say that you are not good enough for Emmett, so that you will realize it and leave Emmett
with the money he gives you. I bet he''ll say that!"
...
"Really? So, I''m screwed if I went over?"
"Yeah, so you shouldn''t go. Why do you have to talk with him?"
ine pouted and rubbed her fingers. After a while, she sighed, "Forget it. I''ll go. I''ve thought about it.
No matter what he says, I won''t leave Bad-bear. That''s it! Come on, ine!"
ine gathered strength and walked out of the dormitory.
ine had gone, and Hazel thought of something. She scratched her head and widened her eyes.
"Didn''t she break up with Emmett? Why did they get back together again?"
The rtionship between ine and Emmett was more interesting than the Romance of the Three
Kingdoms.
ine gathered strength all the way to the luxury car. An assistant opened the door for her. "Ms. Jones,
please."
ine nced at Atwood inside. All the courage she had just gathered was gone. She shrank her neck
and got into the car, trembling.
It was good to have a limo. With two rows of seats, people could be very far from each other.
Atwood could just watch the scenery and drink tea.
"Would you like a cup of tea? I like green tea very much." Atwood asked ine.
ine was scared, as if there was poison in the tea. She waved her hand in panic. "No, no, no, no, I''m
fine! Enjoy it, thank you!"
Atwood smiled coldly. What a timid girl. She kept moving even though she sat down on the seat. Tina
and Amelia were way better than her.
The girls wouldn''t panic like this. They would smile and say calmly, "Thank you. It''s good, but I prefer
ck tea. I''ll just drink some ck teater."
They would not be like ine, who was totally a frightened bird.
Atwood had just talked to ine for a while, and he had sighed for countless times.
They got to a quiet teahouse. ine took a closer look at its name, Fall. She remembered that the
restaurant she went to for dinner with Bradley was also called Fall.
...
The restaurant and the teahouse belonged to the same brand?
It seemed that Atwood had made a reservation. A few waiters were standing at the door, smiling and
greeting him.
"Wee, Mr. Smith."
Atwood waved his hand and led ine inside.
There was a very beautiful woman on the phone in the hall. "Oh, I see. His child is very stubborn and
never listens to me. If you''re not busy, please persuade him as his doctor. Ask him toe home and
live with me. Don''t live outside alone anymore."
As she spoke, she turned and saw Atwood. She hung up the phone soon and put on a gorgeous smile.
Then she walked to Atwood on high heels.