I figured if he was Isabella Miller's relative, knowing what she was thinking would only make me feel worse.
Especially since this cousin once stole her sweetheart.
Emma Johnson drove back to the company and told Liam Williams about Isabella. Then she looked at him, still struggling with some embarrassment.
"Don't worry, I'll ask Christopher to send your cousin's liquidated damages to the director."
Liam saw that Emma wasn't speaking. He couldn't help smiling and said to her.
"I hope you don't count this as part of her reward, just on me."
"You talk about sisterhood, but it's only a few million. As long as I arrange more activities for her, I'll earn it back."
Liam laughed dismissively, not taking Emma's words to heart. Because in his mind, there was no difference between his money and Emma's. Although Emma always felt she owed him thirty million dollars, Liam never paid attention to it.
"It's better not to arrange too many activities for her. She's finally coming out of her sorrow. There's always a process of getting used to it. It's not good for her if she's too tired."
Emma said to Liam.
"Since you insist, forget it."
Liam didn't pay much attention to it, but Emma still felt pressured again. Oh, millions more. Forget it, who let her be a sister.
Even if she didn't like Isabella anymore, the relationship between them couldn't be easily erased.
Isabella had been miserable enough. Her fiancé died. It was hard for her to get better. She couldn't put more pressure on her.
The next day, in the tea room, Emilia Clark read the news and learned about Isabella.
"Emma, your cousin has to pay a lot of liquidated damages to stop filming. Although she's very popular, it's not so easy for her to take out the money, is it? Is that why she came to you yesterday?"
Hearing Emilia's words, Emma sighed and nodded to her.
"Your cousin is really lucky to have a good cousin like you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't have agreed to help. As the saying goes, brothers have to settle accounts. What's more, you're cousins. However, with the president, all problems are not problems. After all, it's better for you to marry Liam. It's said that a woman's marriage is like her second reincarnation. It's very important. It seems you really have the vision to choose such a good husband."
Emilia took a sip of tea and said with a smile to Emma. Emma couldn't help but pause slightly, and then gave Emilia an unnatural smile.
Was she lucky? In fact, this was true not only for outsiders, but also for herself. But in the end, there was a time limit to this luck. Ah, who could know that she didn't spend Liam's money casually. Emma even thought of her white BMW.
Since it was given to her by Liam, she naturally had control. Although she couldn't sell her car now, she could do it after her divorce. At that time, she wouldn't have to drive such an expensive car.
Emma was very careful in her mind. She only thought that the way to repay the debt was far away. Even if she racked her brains to find ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, it wouldn't be so easy.
When she came back to the office, she unexpectedly saw Amelia White there. Emma looked at the time. It was more than an hour before lunch time. But Amelia wasn't carrying a food box, but she was holding a delicate small box, which seemed to be a piece of cake.
"I just baked it today, so I wanted to give it to my brother and sister-in-law."
Amelia said to them with a smile. Emma thought her smile was too sweet, especially when she looked at Liam.
She thought, I'm afraid she just wanted to see Liam a few more times, so she found a reason to come here. But it was also strange that she didn't cook for Liam. Where did she know that Liam had clearly told Amelia that she wouldn't give him lunch at noon.
So in the days when Emma didn't cook for him, Liam was actually hungry.
"It's delicious, sister-in-law. Come and have a taste."
Amelia opened the cake box, cut a small piece and put it on a plate. She warmly greeted Emma. Emma looked at a small piece on the plate and a large piece in the box, and immediately lost her appetite.
"No, I'm not hungry. Let your brother eat it."
"Put it aside. I'll have it with your sister-in-law later. You go back first."
Liam said to Amelia faintly. Amelia was disappointed. Obviously, she wanted to talk more with Liam, but now Liam was clearly busy and had no time to be distracted. In the end, she was reluctant to leave.
This time Emma didn't send her out of the office. Liam looked at Emma strangely. Then he thought of their son, sighed silently, and got busy with what he was doing.
"Brother, come to my coffee shop for lunch with your sister-in-law. I've got a new Italian chef. He's making authentic spaghetti."
Amelia said to Liam before closing the door. Liam originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, Emma didn't make lunch for him at all these days, and the spaghetti was what Emma liked to eat. He nodded and agreed.
When Amelia left happily, Emma's voice rang out in the office.
"Go, you go. I'm going home to see our son at noon."
She was a little angry. Liam agreed to Amelia without her permission. She didn't want to eat in Amelia's coffee shop. Anyway, Amelia wanted to invite Liam instead of herself, so why didn't she have eyes to join in the fun.
"You're not going?"
Liam was a bit surprised. When she heard that the spaghetti in a restaurant was delicious, Emma was very happy to go.
"I called my mother and told her I would be home for lunch today. You can't let her cook a big table for me for nothing."
Emma took a look at him, some not angry said.
"Well, in that case, I'll go with you. I haven't been to my in-laws for a long time."
Liam was silent for a moment and suddenly said.
"Aren't you going to Amelia?" Emma looked at him with wide eyes.
"No more."
When Liam went back, he had no burden. Emma could already imagine Amelia's disappointment.