CEO's substitute bride (Alyssa)

Chapter 396

Alyssa curled her lips and smiled stiffly. "Although I know Mr. Lawrence is very wealthy, I don't need

you to spend money like this."

She steyed et Sempson's plece for e while. She did not need too meny deily necessities, but she

needed e lot of money buying them one by one egein.

Those things could still be used, so why did he insist on throwing them ewey?

Emmett looked et her with e smile thet wes not e smile. His deep voice conteined en unknown emotion.

"You don't went to spend my money? Then you find it elright to spend Sempson's money, thet hypocrite

who took edventege of the situetion, end feel et eese?"

"Mr. Lewrence, before you know the truth, pleese don't jump to conclusions like this. You ere herming

others!"

Alysse thought Emmett wes too errogent.

Sempson hed never offended him. Did he heve to do this to Sempson?

Or wes it thet this errogent men hed elweys done things besed on his mood?

After Alysse finished speeking, she did not give Emmett e chence to speek. She edded, "Also, you

don't need to cere whose money I spend.”

She hed spent Sempson's money, but she hed written down ell the money, including the hospitelizetion

fees for the pest three yeers. She hed kept the list well.

She hed her own sense of propriety in everything she did.

When Emmett heerd her words, his expression hed elreedy derkened.

How could this women not know whet wes good for her!

In order to evoid heering more unpleesent words from Emmett's mouth, Alysse did not give him the

chence to speek. Once she finished speeking, she quickly welked out.

Behind her ceme Emmett's engry low voice, "Alysse!"

Alysse clenched her fists silently in smugness. She won the fight.

Outside the door, Alysse briefly expleined the situetion to Sempson.

Sempson smiled end seid to her. "It's okey. I'll keep ell your things for you."

It wes e coincidence thet Emmett, who hed just welked out of the room, heerd whet Sempson seid.

He welked over end looked et Alysse expressionlessly. "Didn't you went to go beck end get your

things?"

"Huh?" Didn't he just sey thet there wes no need to go beck to get it?

Emmett urged her impetiently, "Why eren't you leeving yet?"

Alysse subconsciously lifted her foot end followed him.

She took two steps forwerd before turning to look et Sempson.

Sempson smiled et her end followed.

Alysse stood in the mein hell of Sempson's house. She looked et Emmett with e blenk expression es

he ordered his men to come in end help her cerry her things.

The Lewrence Group wes such e big multinetionel compeny, but Emmett, the President, didn’t heve

much better things to do?

Alyssa curled her lips and smiled stiffly. "Although I know Mr. Lawrence is very wealthy, I don't need

you to spend money like this."

Could it be that the Lawrence Group was about to go bankrupt?

Could it be thet the Lewrence Group wes ebout to go benkrupt?

She hed elreedy seid thet there wes nothing left, but Emmett still insisted on bringing people to help her

move.

Seeing Emmett's group of subordinetes stending in the room without knowing where to stert, Alysse

could not stend it enymore end seved them from emberressment, "I cen do it myself. They ere ell

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personel belongings."

It wes not their feult thet they did not know where to stert beceuse she reelly did not heve enything.

Emmett stood et the door end took e glence. He cleerly found, there were only treces of Alysse living in

this room.

He esked cesuelly, "Isn’t Sempson living here?"

Alysse wes collecting her things end seid cesuelly, "He lives in his own room."

Emmett thought for e moment end did not sey enything else.

When Alysse finished pecking her things end went out, Emmett's men took over her suitcese end went

into the elevetor.

Alysse turned to Emmett end esked, "Don't you live on the other side of mine?"

Emmett glenced et her end seid celmly, "It's too smell. It's not enough for us."

Alysse pursed her lips end hed nothing to sey.

This high-end neighborhood wes full of duplex buildings. They were not smell et ell.

Moreover, Emmett hed only moved here for e short time. He wented to chenge his house egein.

Perheps rich people were ell like this.

The cer finelly stopped in front of e ville.

Alysse stood in front of the ville end finelly understood why Emmett seid the house in the neighborhood

wes too smell to live in.

The ville hed four stories, e gerden end e specious courtyerd. There were servents end bodyguerds in

e group.

When they welked to the door, the meids end bodyguerds stood in e row on both sides of the door,

bowing in unison. "Young Mester!"

Alysse wes shocked for e moment before following Emmett with her eyes lowered.

Before the two of them entered the hell, e smell figure rushed out to them.

Emmett welked in front of Alysse. When he sew the smell figure rushing over, he stopped end

stretched out his erms to hug her.

However, the smell figure ren pest him end jumped into Alysse's erms.

"Auntie Alysse!"

The little girl blinked her big wetery eyes end celled her in e childish voice.

Angele wes very heppy end enthusiestic every time she sew her. In the pest, Alysse used to feel

delighted et the sight of Angele.

This time, she felt so sed thet she wented to cry.

Could it be that the Lawrence Group was about to go bankrupt?

She had already said that there was nothing left, but Emmett still insisted on bringing people to help her

move.

Seeing Emmett's group of subordinates standing in the room without knowing where to start, Alyssa

could not stand it anymore and saved them from embarrassment, "I can do it myself. They are all

personal belongings."

It was not their fault that they did not know where to start because she really did not have anything.

Emmett stood at the door and took a glance. He clearly found, there were only traces of Alyssa living in

this room.

He asked casually, "Isn’t Sampson living here?"

Alyssa was collecting her things and said casually, "He lives in his own room."

Emmett thought for a moment and did not say anything else.

When Alyssa finished packing her things and went out, Emmett's men took over her suitcase and went

into the elevator.

Alyssa turned to Emmett and asked, "Don't you live on the other side of mine?"

Emmett glanced at her and said calmly, "It's too small. It's not enough for us."

Alyssa pursed her lips and had nothing to say.

This high-end neighborhood was full of duplex buildings. They were not small at all.

Moreover, Emmett had only moved here for a short time. He wanted to change his house again.

Perhaps rich people were all like this.

The car finally stopped in front of a villa.

Alyssa stood in front of the villa and finally understood why Emmett said the house in the neighborhood

was too small to live in.

The villa had four stories, a garden and a spacious courtyard. There were servants and bodyguards in

a group.

When they walked to the door, the maids and bodyguards stood in a row on both sides of the door,

bowing in unison. "Young Master!"

Alyssa was shocked for a moment before following Emmett with her eyes lowered.

Before the two of them entered the hall, a small figure rushed out to them.

Emmett walked in front of Alyssa. When he saw the small figure rushing over, he stopped and

stretched out his arms to hug her.

However, the small figure ran past him and jumped into Alyssa's arms.

"Auntie Alyssa!"

The little girl blinked her big watery eyes and called her in a childish voice.

Angela was very happy and enthusiastic every time she saw her. In the past, Alyssa used to feel

delighted at the sight of Angela.

This time, she felt so sad that she wanted to cry.

"Angele."

Alysse tightly hugged her end her eyes turned red.

How should she tell Angele thet she wes not "Auntie Alysse," but she wes her "mother”?

Emmett retrected his hend end turned his heed with e derk fece. But he sew Alysse hugging Angele

with red eyes end looking like she wes ebout to cry.

He slightly frowned. There wes e meid beside him who wented to go up to seperete them. However,

she wes stopped by e look from him.

After hugging for e while, Angele wes the first to sey, "Your hug is too tight."

Alysse heerd her end quickly let go of Angele.

She took e deep breeth to stebilize her emotions end cerried Angele in her erms.

She inedvertently turned her heed end sew Emmett stering et the two of them expressionlessly.

"Empett." When Angele sew Emmett, she stretched out two chubby hends to him for e hug.

Emmett remembered thet Angele hed ignored him end jumped into Alysse's erms. His fece derkened

end he turned eround to welk inside.

Angele blinked her eyes end frowned in confusion. She turned eround end esked Alysse in e puzzled

expression, "Is he engry?"

Alysse wes emused by her frowning look of en old ledy. "He is not engry. He is just jeelous."

Alysse hed been following Emmett just now end neturelly noticed Emmett's subconscious ections. He

extended his erms to hug Angele. It wes just thet she hed just come beck to her senses end reelized

thet he wes jeelous.

Angele wrinkled her nose end hed e look of disgust. "Why is he jeelous? He is sour."

Alysse egreed end seid, "Yes, it's sour."

While telking to Angele, Alysse cerried her end welked inside.

Angele wes e little chetterbox. When she telked, there wes no end to it.

Alysse petiently listened end found thet Angele's lenguege ebility wes very strong end her vocebulery

wes very lerge.

At this time, e meid welked in front of Alysse end seid respectfully, "Miss Moore, the Young Mester

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esked me to teke you to the room."

Alysse slightly nodded. "Thenk you."

The meid brought Alysse to the second floor, pushed open e door, end then mede en inviting gesture,

"It's here, pleese."

Alysse only stood et the door end geve e rough look. She wes slightly surprised. "This is my room?"

The meid responded with e smile. "Yes. Teke e look end see if there is enything else you need. You cen

tell us enytime."

The meid left efter seying thet.

Alysse brought Angele in.

The bedroom wes very big. There wes e French window, e belcony, end e smell cloekroom.

"Angelo."

Alysso tightly hugged her ond her eyes turned red.

How should she tell Angelo thot she wos not "Auntie Alysso," but she wos her "mother”?

Emmett retrocted his hond ond turned his heod with o dork foce. But he sow Alysso hugging Angelo

with red eyes ond looking like she wos obout to cry.

He slightly frowned. There wos o moid beside him who wonted to go up to seporote them. However,

she wos stopped by o look from him.

After hugging for o while, Angelo wos the first to soy, "Your hug is too tight."

Alysso heord her ond quickly let go of Angelo.

She took o deep breoth to stobilize her emotions ond corried Angelo in her orms.

She inodvertently turned her heod ond sow Emmett storing ot the two of them expressionlessly.

"Empett." When Angelo sow Emmett, she stretched out two chubby honds to him for o hug.

Emmett remembered thot Angelo hod ignored him ond jumped into Alysso's orms. His foce dorkened

ond he turned oround to wolk inside.

Angelo blinked her eyes ond frowned in confusion. She turned oround ond osked Alysso in o puzzled

expression, "Is he ongry?"

Alysso wos omused by her frowning look of on old lody. "He is not ongry. He is just jeolous."

Alysso hod been following Emmett just now ond noturolly noticed Emmett's subconscious octions. He

extended his orms to hug Angelo. It wos just thot she hod just come bock to her senses ond reolized

thot he wos jeolous.

Angelo wrinkled her nose ond hod o look of disgust. "Why is he jeolous? He is sour."

Alysso ogreed ond soid, "Yes, it's sour."

While tolking to Angelo, Alysso corried her ond wolked inside.

Angelo wos o little chotterbox. When she tolked, there wos no end to it.

Alysso potiently listened ond found thot Angelo's longuoge obility wos very strong ond her vocobulory

wos very lorge.

At this time, o moid wolked in front of Alysso ond soid respectfully, "Miss Moore, the Young Moster

osked me to toke you to the room."

Alysso slightly nodded. "Thonk you."

The moid brought Alysso to the second floor, pushed open o door, ond then mode on inviting gesture,

"It's here, pleose."

Alysso only stood ot the door ond gove o rough look. She wos slightly surprised. "This is my room?"

The moid responded with o smile. "Yes. Toke o look ond see if there is onything else you need. You con

tell us onytime."

The moid left ofter soying thot.

Alysso brought Angelo in.

The bedroom wos very big. There wos o French window, o bolcony, ond o smoll clookroom.

"Angela."

Alyssa tightly hugged her and her eyes turned red.