Hello, Mr. Brent

Franklin narrowed his eyes and looked at Emily from head to toe. Emily was wearing a tight white t-shirt and a miniskirt. She was slender and charming.

Her belly didn't hump because she was in early pregnancy. So her dressing made her appear to be thinner.

Even in flat shoes, she was taller than the caddie next to her.

Mr. Martinez, who was next to Franklin, whistled and said to Franklin with a teasing smile, "Mr. Brent, you found this girl? You certainly have an eye for beauty!"

"Of course," Franklin said proudly.

With eyes darkened, Harry looked at Emily and said to Franklin, "This is the lady at the party that day!"

"Her name is Emily," Franklin said unhappily.

Harry's eyes sharpened, "Do you like her?"

"We're getting married soon," Franklin said with a smile.

"What?" Harry looked surprised.

Not to mention him, even Mr. Martinez was shocked. He looked at Franklin like he heard something big.

Franklin did not care about their surprising looks. He walked over to her, reached out, and pulled her hat over her eyes, "It's baking outside. Why do you come out here?"

"I have something to talk to you about. Jason said you are here," said Emily.

Franklin smiled and took her hand affectionately. They walked up to Harry and Mr. Martinez, and introduced, "This is Mr. Martinez. This is Mr. Carter. You met him at the reception that day. This is my fiancée, Emily."

Franklin introduced them to each other.

Mr. Martinez smiled and said, "Hello, Miss Johnson! We all think that Franklin never dates with any woman, but we don't expect that once in a blue moon he will marry you! However, Miss Johnson is so beautiful and gorgeous, no wonder Franklin is into you."

"I'm flattered," Emily said quickly, feeling a little awkward.

As a salesperson, she had naturally met all walks of life, so she was not shy in front of strangers.

Harry looked at her with keen eyes and slowly asked, "May I ask your general background? The Johnsons in Lancaster... I don't have any impression. May I ask your parents.."

you a cop investigating every detail? Why should she tell you?" Franklin interrupted him

face darkened and he looked at him,

to Emily, "I'll show you how

nodded and followed

Franklin didn't seem to like

that Harry was a man of good culture, or else he would have fallen out

know how to

she needed to get along with all walks of life, and there were also people who like

"Show me," Franklin said.

the club, stroke,

shot. She had not come to play for a long time, and she was not a professional. Of course, she wouldn't be too

mean you can play? You really know how

I'm not bad at it!"

He set the stance, swung the club and the ball hit the

at the hole, and only showed admiration for him when

how you can play. You're

live on this. I

we make a bet? In front of your fiancée, I believe you

200,000 Dollars for one round," Franklin

exciting. I take

over and said with a cold snort, "I'm in. But it's always boring for the three of us to

a round. The shock was even more when she heard that Harry had asked her to

to

replace him. I don't play well. It's

with a half-smile and

will pay off if you lose, you take the money if you win." Franklin snorted and

her eyes wide but still shook her head, "No, no. You've seen my play. It's

own money, she would still be heartbroken if she

stand behind her. That's fair." Franklin looked at Mr. Martinez

"Fine, fine. Just a casual fling. Don't take

so, Harry naturally had no choice but to

Franklin, "Are you sure you can

club behind with you