"How is… Aunt?"
Justin's pupils constricted, and he stood frozen in shock.
He looked at the woman in the pure white dress before him, then glanced at his third uncle Alex's scowling face.
For a moment, a chill ran from head to toe.
This was it. He had approached the wrong person.
He couldn't have imagined that the first woman to make his heart flutter would turn out to be his uncle's wife. And to make matters worse, his uncle had partly gotten her with Justin's help.
He couldn't forget the last time his uncle had gotten angry and sent him to a gay film crew. And now, with a "crime" of this magnitude, would his uncle directly take him away for "re-education"?
Emma froze, pointing at the two men in front of her:
"You two know each other?"
So the person who had asked for her phone number earlier—Alex must have heard everything…
Justin's spine went cold. He stammered:
"Uncle… Uncle… that was just a misunderstanding. I didn't ask for her number, you must have misheard."
