Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 100: Gathering Together

Alia Wright stood in the hotel lobby, clutching the docunts and evidence, feeling a bit anxious about eting her brother again.

As she approached the door of the room she had inquired about, she tried to appear calm.

Taking a deep breath, she lifted her hand to knock on the door.

However, before Alia’s raised hand could touch the door, it was suddenly yanked open. Edward Allen, looking serious, was about to leave without sparing Alia a glance.

Alia quickly called out, "Wait, Mr. Allen, I have sothing important to show you."

Although Edward was in a hurry, his good manners prevented him from being too harsh: "Move aside!"

The two assistants at the door imdiately stepped forward to pull Alia away.

Alia had worked hard to find her brother’s address. If she missed this chance, she wouldn’t be able to chase him back to the Capital City.

What about Emily Allen then?

Alia gritted her teeth and grabbed Edward’s clothes: "Mr. Allen, this docunt contains extrely important information about Emily. Please take a look."

Edward disliked people getting close, just like during their first confrontation, and he reached out to push Alia away.

But even with effort, he couldn’t move her.

His gaze finally landed on Alia, seeing her tightly clutching his coat, her knuckles turning white from gripping so hard, as if she would never let go.

Edward, feeling trapped, clenched his fists in anger but restrained himself with the discipline of a soldier: "Don’t force to lay a hand on you."

Alia grabbed Edward’s coat and went straight to the point: "Mr. Allen, I know you’re angry, but please look at this docunt first. It’s really important for Emily. This child has suffered enough abuse from his biological mother."

Alia could understand her brother; anyone would be angry to suddenly find out they have a child.

But anger aside, Emily was innocent.

Only by looking at this docunt, could her brother understand Emily’s upbringing.

Upon hearing this, Edward was suddenly stunned: "You’re not his biological mother?"

Alia was taken aback, quickly shaking her head: "Of course not."

She suddenly understood why her brother had forcefully taken Emily away and treated her like this. It turned out he misunderstood her as Emily’s saintly mother.

Edward turned to his subordinates and said, "You go find him first."

The people around left, leaving only Edward and Alia at the hotel room door.

Alia seized the opportunity without wasting words and handed all the docunts to Edward.

The more Edward looked at the docunts in his hand, the darker his expression beca, finally erupting with imnse anger: "Where is that woman now?"

"Alma Cooper has already been sent to prison."

"And who are you? Why is Emily with you?"

Faced with this sudden question, Alia had a mont of panic.

But she forced herself to remain calm, saying, "I... I ca across him by accident, felt sorry for Emily, and took him in."

This reason from Alia was insufficient; it would easily expose loopholes later. How could soone who grew up in Aning City’s main district suddenly co across him in the Southern Shore District?

But she couldn’t worry about these things now, speaking urgently: "Mr. Allen, we can discuss these matters later. The most important thing now is to let see Emily first."

Edward fell silent.

Alia’s heart skipped a beat: "What’s wrong? Did sothing happen to Emily?"

Seeing Alia’s face turn pale with fear, Edward quickly said, "That child... probably didn’t want to leave with . I saw the surveillance, he ran away from the hotel on his own. I’m about to go find him."

Alia then understood why her brother had been in such a hurry to leave.

Hearing that Emily left on his own, she relaxed slightly. She rembered when Emily found her on his own at Ink Manor from the old town; the child was more capable than others imagined.

Alia released her grip on her brother’s coat: "If he left on his own, he should be fine. Emily is very clever; he probably went to find . I’ll go back and check imdiately."

Edward nodded and was about to go with Alia to find him.

Now that the misunderstanding was cleared, Edward felt full of apology towards Alia.

Seeing Alia’s pale face, looking ill, he took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

Alia stiffened slightly but did not refuse.

If Hailey Smith were here, she might jot this down.

The last ti, Elijah Jefferson was listed by Hailey as the number one rival, yet Alia never took his coat.

The reborn Alia was extrely distant with an icy heart, maintaining a distance from everyone, but it was different with family.

Faced with family concerns, she only felt a sour urge to cry, this brilliant brother with a bright future had his life ruined in the last life because of her, his leg crippled.

What right did she have to still receive her brother’s care?

The two of them walked to the hotel lobby side by side, a shutter click sounded, and the cara’s flash made Alia raise her hand to shield her eyes.

A group of reporters sward in.

"Miss Wright, what is your relationship with this gentleman?"

"Miss Wright, did you have an illegitimate child with this gentleman before marrying Young Master Shaw?"

"Did you conceal the existence of an illegitimate child during that arranged marriage, was it a fraud?"

"Did Young Master Shaw divorce you because of this reason..."

The reporters’ questions were sharp one after another, with constant flashlights blinding Alia.

Having just returned from the film festival today, still feeling airsick, Alia was already exhausted from anxiously collecting materials to explain to her brother after Emily went missing.

The continuous flashing lights blurred her vision, her abdon throbbing slightly, rendering her speechless.

Edward hurried to shield Alia from the blinding flashes.

Listening to the reporters’ sharp questions, Edward was deeply shocked.

Was it because Emily was mistaken as her illegitimate child that led to her divorce?

How much courage must such a young girl have, facing these heavy misunderstandings, to still treat Emily as her own child?

Witnessing Alia’s ordeal, Edward’s expression darkened.

anwhile, in a corner, Ava Wright was holding a ceramic vase, secretly gripping a sharp piece, casting a malevolent gaze their way.

Seeing the chaos, Ava thought it was the perfect opportunity. Shortly, she’d find a way to cause more confusion, accidentally crashing and shattering the vase, ruining Alia’s face.

At that ti, it would be said that Alia accidentally cut her face with the vase shards, nothing to do with Ava.

At the hotel’s entrance, looking every bit like a graceful gentleman, Marsh Smith, also appeared.

With so many people gathered, no one could anticipate what would happen next.