Chapter 307 - Miss You Very Much

Vincent came back the night before New Year's Eve.

Snow lay thick on the ground in City Y. You would hear a muffled sound when stepping into the snow, like a fat grizzly bear caused a giant pit.

After getting off the plane, Vincent felt his legs tremble from the cold. His guards gave him some medicine and a blanket when he got in the car. He closed his eyes to have a rest after getting injected. And then, he looked out the window at the red lanterns and said, "Go to the Britt's."

The driver answered, "Yes."

Rex, sitting in the passenger seat, was reporting daily details of the company. "The project in QH City is coming to an end. Mr. Ethen even drove over there to take a look. After checking, he asked the finance department to pay it. This is the statement of payment. And this is the completion drawing of the project in QH City." He handed over a folder to Vincent from his front seat. "The annual meeting ended three days ago. It was held successfully. It was the first time for Mr. Ethen to hold it in person. He did a good job and the employees liked him very much." added Rex.

Rex returned home with Ethen and these days, he did not follow Vincent. Instead, he spent his time with Ethen. Many people were wondering if the Scavos family was about to change its master. Rex was unhappy when he heard such a discussion and wanted to remind Vincent to be on guard against Ethen.

However, on hearing those, Vincent only said, "OK."

"Miss Emily's family went through a lot." It occurred to Rex that he had not reported such a major event. He immediately told Vincent what had happened to Emily's family these days.

"The time was around the New Year and Mr. Matthew pulled some strings. Because of that, Beverly didn't even have the chance to be visited. The higher-ups directly convicted her after one trial. Now, she's been transferred to the women's prison."

"What about her?"

Rex paused for a moment. Mr. Vincent only care about the little Hunk's safety. He didn't know at all about what Beverly and Elsie had suffered. Even her brother, Eliot, had been kicked out of her house. Now, the little Hunk was the boss of the Britts. Who dared to bully her?

"Miss Emily is good. She has a good day every day. She sleeps well, too. Every morning, she exercises for half an hour. Then, she goes to the company with Maury to work. At night, she sometimes draws pictures."

Rex meant that in the absence of Vincent, the little Hunk lived a very full life by herself.

The corners of Vincent's lips curled up slightly and he said, "OK."

Rex keenly sensed that this OK was completely different from the other one. This OK was filled with gentleness.

"By the way, Branden and his wife seem to be negotiating a divorce recently. Will it affect our company?" Rex turned to the next page. He thought for a moment before saying, "Although it is secret now, it'll be made public soon. No wonder he sent Miss Irene to Italy. It turns out that he doesn't want her to know about this matter."

Vincent looked up and asked, "How long has it been?"

"Half a month ago. They are still negotiating. Perhaps there is a problem with the division of the couple's common property. It hasn't been settled yet and it probably will be in the next few days." Rex took a look at the calendar.

At this point, the phone vibrated. Vincent did not look at the caller's ID. He pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear. The other end of the phone was Randy. "Damn it. I finally got you on your cell. Vincent, I've been waiting you for so long. We surely can't have dinner together at this year's New Year's Eve. I will go to Korea tomorrow. I'll ask you out after the match."

"I just came back." Vincent's voice sounded like he was tired.

"Damn it. What about tonight?"

"I've got an appointment."

"..."

Randy hung up the phone sadly.

Vincent rubbed his forehead, thinking for a moment, and sent a text message, 'If you win, you can pick a place as you like.'

Randy quickly replied, 'Wait for me to get the trophy back!'

The car arrived at the Britt's. Snow was falling down outside the window. Everything was quiet. Under the dim yellow streetlights, the ground was like wrapped in pure white marshmallow. The snow was thick. Once stepping on it, you would leave a deep footprint.

Emily was reading book about market operation management and human resources management at the table under the light. These days, she had got in touch with many unfamiliar things with Maury. She realized how insignificant and ignorant she was when faced with the great world. Every time she encountered something she did not understand, she would bear it in mind. After she returned home, she would Google or call Harold and Sydnee to consult, buy books and take notes.

It was already very late. She planned to turn off the lights five minutes later. When she heard the noise from the balcony, she thought Elsie had come.

She took out the dagger from under the pillow and opened the curtains. Then, she saw a tall figure standing outside the balcony.

Elsie didn't sleep well these days. She always thought that Emily would open the door in the middle of the night to kill her, so every time she woke up, she would check to see if the balcony door was locked.

Now she woke up again and got out of bed to check the lock. She heard a noise coming from the next room. It seemed to be the sound of a door opening. It was quiet, and the sound was particularly clear.

Elsie shivered and hid behind the balcony, carefully pulling open the curtains. However, she did not see anyone coming. She waited anxiously for a while, and there was still no one.

Just now she clearly heard the sound of a door opening.

She couldn't have heard wrong.

When Vincent came in, and saw the dagger in Emily's hand, he raised his eyebrows slightly. The chill of evening was still around him and he did not approach her when he entered. He just sat down on a chair and looked at the books on the table.

Emily stood behind him and looked at his face. After a while, she said, "You look thinner."

Probably because he didn't rest well, he'd got dark shadows under his eyes, which were still sharp. Emily still remembered the moment when she opened the curtains, she saw his face in the darkness. His features were strongly marked, and his lines were attractive, giving a sense of coldness and indifference. But as he saw her, his lips curled into a smile, and there was a gentle look in his eyes.

He was dressed more than usual, and it was obvious that he was thinner than before. Emily looked at the clock and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I ate some on the plane." Vincent turned around and looked at her, then extended his hand to her.

Emily was somewhat shy. It had been too long since she saw him. She had an indescribable sense of shyness. She took a few steps to hold his hand. It was a little cold. She moved closer and hugged his neck, pressing her face against his cheek.

"Mr. Vincent, I miss you very much."

After Emily finished speaking, her ears turned red.

Vincent wanted to control himself from hugging her, but after hearing this, his heart thumped from joy, and he couldn't help but turn his head to kiss her lips. "Say it again."

Emily couldn't make a sound. She was too shy to say it again. She only kissed him back lightly.

Vincent's chest injury was still unhealed. He didn't dare to stay. He was afraid that she would find out. He kissed her for a moment, and then asked her what she had done these days and where she had been and so on.

Emily answered one by one. She was a bit more optimistic than before. Although it was just a little bit, it was enough to make Vincent happy. He admitted that he was trying to make her talk more.

At nearly half past eleven, Vincent stood up and was about to leave.

Emily walked him to the balcony. The four frozen guards outside had expressions of helplessness on their faces.

"..."

Emily was a little embarrassed. "Next time, come in together?"

The guards were silent.

So was Vincent.

Silence.

Emily added, "I mean, you..." She paused while she was mid-sentence. She covered her face and said. "I'm going to sleep."

Vincent stretched out his hand and touched her face. "You lost five kilos."

Emily was surprised. "How do you know?" She had just weighed herself the day before yesterday, and she had indeed lost five kilograms.

"I could feel it when I hugged you." Vincent gave her waist a gentle pinch through her rabbit pajamas.

"..."

Emily closed the balcony door and the curtains. Her face was still very red.

Next door, Elsie woke up again. She got out of bed, shivering and opened the curtains, only to see a faint shadow flashing past the balcony next door.

A man?

A man came out of Emily's room?

Elsie's entire body trembled because of this discovery, which was important for her.

This was an opportunity. She had to seize it.. She would definitely make that retard pay the price, sooner or later.