"Is it related to Yasmin Vernon's matter? Do you want me to stand here and tell you?" Harrison Yale spoke as he saw her hesitate, his thin lips slightly parted.
His indifferent tone carried a hint of threat.
The matter regarding Yasmin Vernon, after all, was not a good one. If it leaked out, she would definitely not stand the unusual looks from everyone.
Emma Aiden understood her good friend better than anyone and didn't dare to hesitate, so she got into Harrison Yale's car.
"What do you want to tell me?" Emma Aiden asked as she closed the car door and turned to him.
Harrison Yale's thin lips pressed together without speaking, but his gaze fell on her seatbelt.
Emma Aiden had just lowered her head to fasten the seatbelt, but he had already leaned over the car seat, holding it single-handedly at her side, fastening the seatbelt for her.
The distance between them was very close.
