Originally, he drank not out of happiness but was drinking to drown his sorrows...
"Brother, should I reply to that text message?"
Molly held her cell phone, nervously asking.
"Reply." Harrison Yale's thin lips slightly parted with one strong word.
"What should I say?" Molly's heart was in her throat.
"Just say okay, no matter what she asks you to help with, agree to it." Harrison's gaze darkened, speaking word by word.
Upon hearing this, Molly became even more nervous.
She felt as if her brother was scheming in the mall.
But he never showed this expression to family, especially to Emma Aiden...
Yet her brother is her benefactor; what he says goes.
Besides, her brother dotes on Emma so much, sometimes even she, as a sister, gets jealous. He would never harm her.
[What do you want me to help you with?] Following Harrison's instructions, Molly typed the text message and sent it out.
A reply came back quickly.
Upon seeing what's written, she jumped up from the sofa.
