CEO's Substitute Bride

After Hazel finished speaking, she walked over and held Alyssa's arm, wanting to walk out.

Emmett stood up from the ground and walked to Alyssa in quick steps. He pulled her back. "Come home with me."

"I don't want to go back." Alyssa lowered her eyes and did not even look at him. She just shook off his hand. Her expression was incomparably cold.

Emmett's ink-like eyes had a moment of defeat but quickly disappeared. His jaw was taut and his face had a look of patience. His hands were hanging by his side, tightly clenched and released, and then tightly clenched again.

Finally, he slightly opened his mouth and his low voice was soft and gentle as if he was coaxing a child. "I will pick you up in a few days."

He said it in an unquestionable tone. He was not asking for Alyssa’s opinion, but informing her.

"Let's go." Alyssa ignored him and pulled Hazel out.

Xavier looked at Emmett and hesitated.

"I'll send them out." After saying this, Xavier left.

The three of them went out. Emmett was the only one left in the room.

He stood there without moving. After a long while, he slowly sat down on the sofa.

He bent his arms and rested his elbows on his knees. He held his forehead with the other hand. His upper body leaned forward in a very tired posture.

He looked a little weak.

…

Xavier's address was considered a secret. Up until now, no media knew about it.

But he still did not feel at ease as he watched at the entrance of the residential area for a long time before letting Hazel and Alyssa leave.

He wanted to send the two of them directly to Hazel's residence, but when he thought that there was still Emmett at home, he could only watch Hazel's car leave. After waiting at the entrance of the residential area for a few minutes to confirm that there was no media car following them, he turned around and walked back.

In the end, he met Emmett at the elevator entrance.

Emmett walked out of the elevator with a cold face. He looked up at Xavier and said, "I will have to trouble you these few days."

Xavier knew that he was referring to Alyssa.

Alyssa obviously did not want to see Emmett now, so she could only ask Xavier to pay more attention to her situation.

Xavier said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Have you not troubled me enough all this time? When you stop bothering me one day, I would not be used to it."

Emmett did not say anything. He lifted his foot and was about to leave.

Xavier quickly stopped him. "What happened this time? Is it really related to Dylan?"

Emmett paused for a moment. He did not say anything and just left.

After leaving the residential area, Emmett called Dylan while driving.

The phone was picked up the moment it rang. The owner of the phone seemed to be in a hurry to receive his call.

"You finally called me?" Dylan's voice was neither slow nor loud. There was even a trace of a smile on his face.

Emmett's voice was as cold as ice. "Where shall we meet?"

"My house."

Emmett hung up the phone and drove straight to Dylan's house.

When Dylan opened the door, Emmett grabbed his clothes and pushed him in. He even closed the door behind him.

"Why did you do that? If you have anything to do, come at me!" Emmett's face was dark, and a strong evil aura appeared between his brows.

Dylan's collar was tightly held by him, and his shirt collar was tightly wrapped around his neck. His face was red, but the expression on his face was still as calm as ever.

It was as if the two of them were not good brothers who had drawn their swords, but rather the cousins who had a deep relationship with each other in the past.

"Coming for you? Is it useful?" Dylan smiled and said in a strange tone, "If I come to you, you won't feel any pain or itch at all. Only things related to Alyssa can make you so impulsive."

Emmett's face turned even darker. He threw Dylan to the ground. He clenched his fists as if he felt that it was not enough to vent his anger. But he did not attack again.

He did not show mercy this time. Dylan was thrown to the ground ruthlessly. His expression changed because of the pain. He could not maintain his calm expression.

He coughed a few times before he regained his voice. "Looks like I made the right bet."

"What kind of man are you to bully a woman?" Emmett almost gritted his teeth and said this.

"As long as it works," Dylan laughed again, which looked extremely annoying to Emmett.

Emmett stared at him for a few seconds. "Did you hear the conversation between grandpa and George that day in the tea house? That's why you did all this?"

He did not know which word had provoked Dylan but the color of Dylan’s face drained in an instant. It was as white as a sheet of paper.

He clutched his chest and coughed violently. His expression became flustered. "What do you know?"

"What are you afraid of me knowing?" Emmett approached him step by step. There was no emotion on his face.