Chapter 272 - The Photo

Name:Help...My Wife is a Spy Author:Yunyi
Early in the morning, Emerson arrived at the Qian Family's PR agency, Magnolia PR. Emerson couldn't help but laugh at the name as he walked in through the front door. It was a name that Danson's father and Marissa was often teased about. Danson's father originally named the place after his first wife's favorite flower, but as fate had it, they ended up separating and he was stuck with the name. He was often asked about the inspiration behind the name and he always answered awkwardly that it was the favorite flower of his ex-wife; a very awkward topic that, ironically, the boss of a PR agency couldn't avoid. Fortunately, the agency ended up back in the hands of his ex-wife's son. Now, when someone asked Danson the inspiration behind the name, he could simply say it was his mother's favorite flower, saving the agency from more years of ridicule.

Emerson walked past the guards and front desk and gave them a gentle wave. Danson had already told everyone that Emerson would be the Acting CEO while he wasn't around, so they weren't completely surprised to see him when he walked in, but they were still very fl.u.s.tered. After all, Emerson had been a client of the agency for many years and they had seen him before, so they all knew who he was. He was the CEO of Golden Dream Casino, one of the most eligible bachelors in the city. Everyone knew how handsome and charming he was, especially the women.

As a result, the women in the office were dressed particularly nice that day.

"Good morning, President Wu," the women greeted. They had always called him that, so even though he was just the Acting CEO of their agency, they still greeted him in the same way. Emerson revealed a charming smile. "Good morning, ladies," he said casually as he headed for Danson's office.

The women almost fainted from his charms.

Emerson was only there for a quick meeting that morning. After that, he would have to drive over to Macau to check on his casino. It was an extremely busy day for him. "Danson better return soon," he complained to himself as he sat down.

He quickly flipped through the file that Danson gave him again. He only had a brief look the previous night and knew who he was meeting with, but he never followed entertainment news, so he didn't know how famous his client was and what she was there to see him about. To be honest, he wasn't really interested.

He was simply acting as the face of the company.

Soon, the young woman arrived with her manager and the secretary quickly notified him that they were waiting in the meeting room.

Emerson nodded his head and stood up. He then walked towards the meeting room.

Inside the meeting room, Avaleigh was reassuring her manager that everything was going to be OK. She told her to leave the talking to her since she was from Hong Kong and she could converse in Cantonese and her manager unwillingly agreed. After all, they didn't have time to get an interpreter and her English wasn't too good.

Avaleigh and her members had worked with Magnolia PR before, but that was when Donald Qian was still alive. He was always on top of everything and managed to stop rumors and scandals as soon as they started, so they had a lot of faith in their company. But, they had heard that his son had recently taken over, and he didn't have the best reputation, so they wanted to make sure that something was being done about Avaleigh's scandal.

Avaleigh and her manager did not hear the moment when Emerson walked in. All they saw was a tall, handsome figure suddenly pull out a seat opposite them and sit down. The man was calm, dignified, and a little indifferent. "Hello ladies, I know you've come because of something urgent. What can I do for you today?"

Avaleigh was surprised by this greeting. Normally, Donald would already know what was going on and would be explaining a plan to tackle the scandal. Why did this man sound like he had no idea what was happening? Avaleigh lifted her head to look at the man. But...she suddenly froze.

Emerson stared at the woman. She felt oddly familiar, but he couldn't quite figure out why. 

Avaleigh, on the other hand, recognized him straight away. She was the man she met on the metro! The man that accidentally kissed her and caused her to be thrown into her current scandal!

Avaleigh's manager noticed the two just staring each other and no one was saying a word, so she gave Avaleigh a nudge. Didn't she say she was doing the talking?

Avaleigh frowned, "Haven't you seen the scandal yet?"

Emerson looked at the woman with confusion. How could he know about the scandal when neither she nor Danson had told him about it yet. But, just as he was about to respond, Danson's secretary said, "The PR team is already working on it, Miss Song. The President just wants to know if there was anything else he could do to help."

Danson had asked the secretary to help Emerson and the secretary knew Emerson had been thrown into the deep end without any information so she quickly spoke up. He was simply sitting there as a representative and as a sign of respect to their client. The poor thing had no idea what was going on.

Emerson quickly got the gist and said, "Yes, we are already working on it."

At that moment, Avaleigh pulled out her phone, leaned forward, and showed a photo to Emerson. "In that case, how are you planning to explain our kiss?" she asked quietly.

Emerson glanced down at the phone in confusion. Our kiss? What did she mean?

Avaleigh's manager did not understand Cantonese and the secretary did not hear what they said. All they saw was Emerson's eyes open wide in surprise as he glanced down at the young woman's phone...

It was a photo of him kissing the girl he met on the metro...Why was there a photo of it?