A Wedding That's Too Complicated

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"I remember you saying you made three million, but why? Someone came to me with a watch by my name and said that there was a middle-aged woman who brought a watch to the store for recycling and sold it for a full price of 30,000 dollars!"

For him, the clearance was low.

"Emily Aitken, just explain to me what

actually happened?" Emily Aitken wavers and doesn't know what to say. He had never expected things like this to appear so quickly.

"This is the only thing that grandfather would give me with my own engraved name."

That sentence was enough to explain to George Smith the importance of this watch, Emily Aitken was suddenly stunned.

At this time, the price of the watch was no longer important, the meaning behind it was not worth a thousand dollars.

"Please forgive me" he muttered on the phone.

"If you apologize to me, I'll consider whether or not to forgive you" George Smith said lightly, there was displeasure in his words.

Emily Aitken had no time to talk, and then a quick beep came from her phone.

That's her!

George Smith was very angry.

He also wanted to ask, where could he find her to make up for her mistake.

It seems like she doesn't need to rush to the mall after work, I'll go straight to the Hospital, and see Grandma Smith to make amends.

Emily Aitken put down her phone then walked towards the front desk and stood up with a polite smile on her face, but with a closer examination, her eyes were staring at the ground but her gaze was a bit blank.

A phone call from George Smith made Emily Aitken sigh of relief.

That watch belonged to Smith's long-dead grandfather. The name George Smith was carved with his own hands. It was a very precious gift for him.

If Amily Aitken really got lost because of her, George Smith would be completely blamed.

"Emily Aitken! You can explain to me now, what's with the watch?"

There was a cold and deep voice saying from beside him.

He recovered and looked up, George Smith

suddenly appeared on the door of the Hotel, looking at her with a cold face, with anger in her eyes, her hands raised wearing a watch.

"George Smith." Emily Aitken muttered involuntarily.

The two left the Hotel with their attention focused on them, then went to the cafe not far from the Hotel and they found a window seat.

George Smith sat across from Emily Aitken with his arms crossed over his chest and gazed deeply at her.

When he does something he doesn't care about other people's feelings. Only she can ignore the views of others, but Emily Aitken must make an effort to do just that.

George Smith's mouth murmured a little but not a lot of words coming out of his mouth, but still sneered in his heart. "When did he start to think of others?"

"Miss Aitken! Can you explain

why watch with name

I was engraved on it sold to someone else

for 30,000 dollars?" George Smith said

with a cold face with a curious attitude, "I

the indifferent."

After the original watch was in hand, even until the dust settled, he did not know why. After learning that the watch he gave as collateral was sold even at a cheap price, anger rose in his heart.

At the same time George Smith thought, "Is he in financial trouble?"

Soon he came to her non-stop and asked about the incident.

"Could it be that the oldest woman in the Aitken Company, could not be seduced without being given money?" George Smith asked in disguise.

Emily Aitken was not surprised that George Smith knew her identity. Her eyelids drooped, her eyes were down, her teeth were biting on her lower lip, and she said in a low voice, "I told you before. Is it three million or thirty thousand, it's only a few zeros?"

"Aah!"

George Smith snorted coldly.

"You just come to me with a watch, chances are it costs more than this."

"Lantas, what kind of woman do you think I am!" Emily Aitken frowned, raised her eyes and looked at George Smith, then asked with sharp eyes.

What'd he take it for?

Miss who sold her body for money?

After George Smith spoke, he realized it was wrong. But he had said it by accident, then looked into the eyes of Emily Aitken who was also looking at him. His face was clear and clean, with a hint of anger on his face.

His expression was puzzled, he explained, "No! I mean, you helped me that day. If you have a problem, you can come to me and I'll help you."

"Then thank you Mr. George Smith for your kindness" Emily Aitken also sneered with a reddened face.

He thought that George Smith was thinking of himself like a whore out there. He felt humiliated, so he tried to drop those words then left in anger.

After leaving the Coffee Shop, Emily Aitken regained consciousness. Her eyes darkened, in fact, she was different from everyone else, she disliked the Smith family's strength and wanted to find out who hurt her mother.

Behaving like this has now become an arrogance.

George Smith sat on the chair, saw Emily Aitken's back go away, motionless, and clearly visible emotion in her eyes.

Until a long time.

He stood up and left the cafe, but he was stopped by someone.

"This guy?"

A middle-aged woman in a simple dress stopped her, her face dark and red.

"Excuse me, what's wrong?" George Smith frowned and said lightly.

"Master! I'm the hotel lobby cleaner next door. I know you came here to inquire about the crime. I sold the watch. It has nothing to do with Ms. Aitken. He did it to help me. Please don't blame him for this!"

Aunt Brown lowered her head and explained anxiously.

He had just been in the lobby when he saw George Smith approaching Emily Aitken to ask about the watch. Due to the distance being too far away, he could not hear the conversation between the two. Only a watch was seen in his hand and anger on his face.

She mistakenly thinks that George Smith is here to question Emily Aitken, for fear of influencing her, she secretly follows him, and sees Emily Aitken walking out of the Cafe with a guilty look, and, wait at the door and plan to explain everything clearly.

"Thank you?" George Smith muttered with a changed expression.

There is a story behind this incident.

Aunt Brown explained everything anxiously, a clear look gradually appearing on George Smith's face, then her eyebrows slightly furrowed, but she still blamed him for that.