Chapter7:Why is Emily chasing after me?

Ryan Anderson found Claire Harrison.

Claire Harrison was Ryan Anderson's best friend, the brother of Claire Harrison, and also the younger brother of Claire Harrison.

Claire Harrison wasn't as handsome as Ryan Anderson; he was a standard fat guy.

The Harrison family's business is currently managed by Claire Harrison, but the majority shareholder is actually Claire Harrison.

In other words, this guy hardly does any serious work. He spends his days driving sports cars, picking up foreign girls, and has more money than he can spend.

Claire Harrison has many lackeys around him, but he basically has no real friends.

His only friend, his self-proclaimed best buddy, is Ryan Anderson.

When Claire Harrison received a call from Ryan Anderson, he was momentarily stunned. Upon hearing that Ryan Anderson wanted to have some fun, he got extremely excited and immediately sent him a location.

A high-end private club, where the girls are all "models."

If you can't spend at least a hundred or eighty thousand in one night here, you'd be too embarrassed to walk in.

And that's just for the average rich guy. If Claire Harrison doesn't blow a few hundred thousand in one visit, it's considered him being considerate of his old man and saving money for the family.

So, despite being fat, the treatment he enjoys here is absolutely top-notch.

Ryan Anderson was in a bad mood.

He wasn't inexperienced. Having been a villain six times before, he knew how the rich enjoyed themselves and was no stranger to such places.

He noticed that Claire Harrison was also bored out of his mind, having long been dazzled by the beauties here. He had already enjoyed everything there was to enjoy and didn't know how to entertain himself anymore.

However, Claire Harrison was much more lively than Ryan Anderson and excitedly said, "Sally, Snow, and you... what's your name again?"

"Bro, I'm Sweetie!"

"Whatever, whatever. You girls take good care of my big bro. He rarely comes to places like this. If you can make him feel ecstatic today, hehe, I'll give each of you a 100,000 red envelope, no cap!"

The girls immediately got excited and crowded around Ryan Anderson.

"Mr. Anderson, what kind of fun do you like?"

"Mr. Anderson, shall we play some games? We have many games that are absolutely ecstatic!"

Ryan Anderson had come to have fun but found himself unable to enjoy it.

"Quiet down for a moment. I need to chat with this fat guy."

The girls obediently stepped aside, turned off the music, and chatted softly while holding their drinks.

"What's wrong?" Claire Harrison asked. "Don't like them? Want to change the batch?"

"No," Ryan Anderson sighed. "Emily Bennett and I are getting engaged. Did you know?"

"I know," Claire Harrison snorted. "That Emily Bennett... I don't even know what to say about her. What does she have? A good figure? A pretty face? Don't the girls here have that? Do you know how many beauties' youth you've wasted these past three years?"

"Even if you like being a flatterer, why her? With Emily Bennett's attitude... what does the Bennett family have left? Don't they rely on your Anderson family to keep them afloat? And yet she acts all high and mighty, always with that sour face? Seeing her makes me want to vomit!"

Ryan Anderson looked around. "We've been throwing money and having fun in places like this since college. After all these years, aren't you tired of it?"

"I've been tired of it for a long time," Claire Harrison said. "But what can I do? What do I know how to do? I tried going to work once and fell asleep three times in one morning. When my subordinates reported their work to me, I couldn't understand a damn thing! I don't know how to do anything else. All I know is how to spend money, have fun, and pick up girls."

Ryan Anderson looked at him. "What you're doing isn't picking up girls. Picking up means pursuing, not just waving money around and having them come to you."

"So I should be like you? Chasing after a woman like Emily Bennett who always has a sour face?"

"At least she's a girl from a good family."

"Well, my sister is also a girl from a good family!" Claire Harrison retorted. "Why did you break up with my sister? Why are you love Emily Bennett and not my sister? My sister grew up with you, childhood sweethearts. If you had saved all your efforts these past three years for my sister, you'd be my brother-in-law by now, and I might even have a nephew!"

Ryan Anderson looked at this shameless guy. "Do you really not know why I broke up with your sister? Wasn't it because you got me drunk and put a few foreign girls in my bed, and your sister caught us red-handed?"

"I was young and didn't know any better. We could have explained it! But you? Just because you're the young master of the Anderson family, you immediately dumped her! Honestly, did you ever really get with my sister? Or did you just get tired of playing with her and dumped her on purpose?"

Ryan Anderson almost shouted, "Your sister and I were only in high school back then! High school! I didn't know anything! I couldn't sleep for three days after kissing her on the cheek!"

"You were together for three years in college. Did you forget?" Claire Harrison also shouted.

"Wasn't it you who told me I needed to practice with other women first, or else I wouldn't be good enough and your sister would look down on me?"

"Ryan Anderson, let's get this straight. The first time, it was me who said you needed to practice. The second time, it was you who dragged me along, saying you needed to review the previous lesson and consolidate your learning, aiming to get a good score with my sister, right? Wasn't it you?"

"Damn it! Now you're blaming me?" Ryan Anderson said excitedly. "When that bunny girl was showing off her legs around the pole, you were kneeling on the ground crying like a baby, saying I had given you a new lease on life, and that you wanted to play like this every day for the rest of your life. Wasn't that you?"

"I was young! I didn't know any better. You just let me do whatever I wanted? When I was a kid, I dreamed of being a doctor, a lawyer, an astronaut. But you led me into this pit, and now I'm nothing! Now I'm just a joke in the family!"

"Didn't you become a doctor, a lawyer, or an astronaut?"

Ryan Anderson's question made Claire Harrison pause, then he nodded. "I did. I played a gynecologist for wayward girls, a flirtatious lawyer for sexy female defendants, and a starship captain hooking up with female astronauts in a space capsule..."

The two of them looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

Ryan Anderson laughed and said, "You're really something."

Claire Harrison agreed wholeheartedly. "I should have been an actor."

It was at this moment that Ryan Anderson's phone rang.

When Ryan Anderson saw Emily Bennett's name on the screen, his face immediately changed color, and he screamed, "Quick, quick, get the girls over here! Turn on the music, turn it on! Make it loud! Let's get this party started!"

Claire Harrison was completely baffled. "Why the sudden party?"

"Stop talking. Emily Bennett, Emily Bennett is calling. I need to keep her away from me!"

Hearing it was Emily Bennett calling, Claire Harrison, a nearly 200-pound fat guy, actually jumped up, gritting his teeth. "Party! Let's party like there's no tomorrow!"

And so, the earlier phone call happened.

They thought that after the call, things would be over.

But less than thirty minutes later, the club manager came over and whispered to Ryan Anderson, "Mr. Anderson, Ms. Bennett is here. She's already in the elevator. Should we... have the girls leave first?"

The manager was a savvy guy who knew the relationships between these people.

Of course, which club wouldn't know the personal details of the young masters of Snow City's four major families?

They were the cash cows, the VIP clients!

Their girlfriends' or wives' phone numbers, license plate numbers, temperaments, relationships... they knew it all.

Otherwise, how could they handle the wives' brigade coming to the club to catch their husbands cheating?

But right now, Ryan Anderson didn't need them to be savvy, at least not with Emily Bennett.

So, when Emily Bennett walked in, she saw Ryan Anderson with two beauties in his arms, eyes closed, howling:

"They all say I'm dashing and handsome, the invincible overlord spear, ang ang..."

Screech—!

The music stopped abruptly.

"Huh? Why'd it stop? I was just about to show off my coloratura tenor!"

Ryan Anderson turned his head. "Oh, isn't this my fiancée-to-be, the beautiful Emily Bennett! Hahaha, come sit, come sit, pick a song!"

Emily Bennett looked coldly at Ryan Anderson. "You're quite carefree."

"Just having some fun. Did you need something?"

This question stumped Emily Bennett.

Indeed, for the past three years, it had always been him who sought her out. When had she ever sought him?

Emily Bennett's lips moved. "Come with me. I have something to ask you."

To Ryan Anderson, Emily Bennett was used to speaking in this tone.

In her subconscious, the fact that she was willing to talk to him was already a big deal for him.

He would immediately put on a smiling face, overjoyed, and follow her without a second thought.

But times had changed.

Ryan Anderson smiled. "I'm a man! A man of iron and steel, a young man of pride and spirit! What's wrong with picking up a few girls? What's wrong with it! Are you unhappy? Are you angry? Fine, let's call off the engagement!"

Everyone was shocked.

The manager was ready to step in and mediate, but hearing this tone, something was off!

Today, Mr. Anderson was completely disregarding Emily Bennett's feelings, and it seemed... he was aiming for a breakup?

Hold on!

Let's observe a bit more.

Ryan Anderson was very pleased with himself.

[Emily Bennett, don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you can still tolerate this, then I'll admit defeat!]

[Oh, you're so angry your chest is heaving! Are you furious? Are you about to lose your temper?]

[There's a glass of beer right in front of you. Pick it up and splash it in my face, and we'll go our separate ways.]

Emily Bennett took a deep breath, then suddenly smiled.

Emily Bennett walked over, and a girl quickly moved aside. Emily Bennett sat next to Ryan Anderson, warmly leaning in. "Oh, why are you angry? I was just worried about you!"

Ryan Anderson was so shocked he felt like he was about to explode.

Not just Ryan Anderson, even the fat guy Claire Harrison was stunned, and the manager standing behind them, ready to "put out the fire," widened his eyes in disbelief. This was the formidable Emily Bennett!

Ryan Anderson was scared by Emily Bennett. With Emily Bennett hugging him, his body instinctively curled up to avoid her, but he still stubbornly said, "You... don't think just because you apologized I won't scold you..."

Emily Bennett hugged him. "Let's not play around today, okay? I really want to talk to you."

Ryan Anderson looked at Emily Bennett, feeling like everything had fallen apart.

What are the heroines of this book doing!?

Sophia Wilson's sudden "genetic mutation" was enough to give him a headache.

[What on earth has gotten into Emily Bennett today?]

[What's going on? I just want to quietly be a minor villain, live a few peaceful days, and not get involved with you big shots. Why is it so hard?]

[Can't we just live our own lives? Isn't it nice to never interact? Is it so hard to just ignore each other?]

Emily Bennett listened to Ryan Anderson's thoughts, feeling a pang of bitterness.

This guy really wants me to stay as far away as possible, doesn't he?

Ryan Anderson gritted his teeth.

He decided to take a risky move!ba