Chapter 57 Guilty

Before Lewis knew exactly what was going on, Harrell's voice came from behind him, “Emma, if you
are available, can you walk with me? I haven't been back for at least two years. I heard that a large
magnificent bridge has been built on the Guyou River nearby, and I have always wanted to see it.”

Go to the bridge in winter to feel the north wind? Emma knew it was an excuse and he must have
something to say to her

Emma turned around and looked at the familiar and gentle face of Harrell. Feeling guilty, she dared not
refuse......

Emma went upstairs to change a dress and followed him out of the door.

Sending them to the door, Maggie looked at Harrell and Emma walked out together, she then closed
the door and smiled at Lewis, “You are right, Miss Emma and Harrel are matched. When they stand
together, it is enviable.”

Lewis smiled proudly, “Who I am? I have never made a mistake in judging people. If Emily had listened
to me, she would not have...”

Lewis was upset, Maggie knew he was sad, so she changed the topic, “Harrell has successful career,
and he is handsome. He asked Miss Emma out, I think he had fancy on her.”

Lewis agreed with Maggie and nodded, “I hope I have not wasted my time. Emma is still young. I am
afraid that she may meet a wrong man just like her mother...”

Then he fell into a deep thought.

Seeing that, Maggie comforted him and went to work.

...



The Brown’s villa was neither far nor near to Guyou River. It took only a few minutes by car, or more
than 40 minutes on foot.

Harrell chose to walk.

It was the first day of the New Year, so there were few people on the street. It was not the time to set off
firecrackers and the street was relatively quiet.

Emma had been following Harrel silently and even had not raised her head.

Harrel always looked back at her after a few steps. When he saw her behind him, he continued walking
forward.

After more than 10 minutes, Harrell finally stopped, turned around and asked, “Are you afraid of me?”

Yes, Emma’ heart had been in her throat.

She was not only afraid that Harrell would tell her grandfather she tried to save Marshall, but also afraid
the Harrell would mention it again.

Because she knew that his reputation was ruined for this case.

In other words, it was Emma who ruined his bright future. She could not return the favor.

Harrell took his hand out of his coat pocket, grasped Emma's wrist, pulled her to the position beside
him, and released his hand.

He looked at her with a smile. “I don't like people walking behind me.”

Emma took a deep breath, looked up and looked straight at him, “Lawyer Harrel, thank you for helping
me save Marshall's life, save him from the death penalty into a fixed-term imprisonment. But I was
younger then, and I really didn't expect it would turn out like this, and make you...”



Emma knew she could not avoid it.

Harrell looked at her seriously. After she expressed her thought, he said, “I never blame you, it was my
choice, and...... I'm no longer a lawyer. Call me Harrell.”

Emma bowed her head, feeling her heard be pricked by something. If he did not say that he was no
longer a lawyer, she might feel better.

There were cars passing by quickly. Harrell subconsciously pulled Emma to the left side from the right
side and let her walk inside.

Emma sighed, “My grandfather doesn't know about it yet. I've never mentioned it to him. I think if he
knows, he will be very angry with me.”

Harrel nodded his head and understood Emma’s thought. “I never thought of telling him about this,
either. What's the point of mentioning it when it's all over?”

Emma took a look at him gratefully, but she said in the end , “I'm sorry......”

Harrell smiled and looked toward the distant Guyou River.

After a while, he seemed to remember something. Turning to Emma, he asked, “Did your grandfather
know that you sold liver on the black market in Britain?”

Emma shook her head in panic and looked at him with a pair of pleading eyes, “Don't tell him.”

Harrel was stunned at first and then smiled, “Do you usually look at people with this kind of eyes?”

His question was baffling. Emma did not get him, “What...... Eyes?”

Harrell shook his head helplessly, walked alone in front, and said nothing.



...

It was windy by the Guyou River. Emma had been trying to hold her long hair blown up.

Harrell looked at the river, “Do you regret doing so much for Ivan?”

Hearing that, Emma did not know how to answer.

Regret it? She never thought about it.

She even thought that if there was no Kate, even if it happened now, based on her own personality, she
might do the same for Ivan.

But time went by, people changed. Ivan changed, she changed.

Now it seemed that it had nothing to do with her, so there was nothing to regret.

Emma looked back at him, “I don’t know…”

Hearing that, Harrell smiled.

Emma’s face tensed. After a moment of hesitation, she asked, “Do you know much about the affair
between ma and Ivan?”

Harrell nodded directly, “Yes, I know it well.”

Emma did not understand, frowned and looked at him with her head tilted. She felt Harrell was sinister
and did something that she could not understand. Even so, she still did not feel he was a bad man, but
had her secret being known, she felt uncomfortable.

Harrell seemed to understand what was in her mind and explained, “I did not deliberately to pry into
your privacy, it was about the job. You used your grandfather to impose me pressure to save Marshall



and his wife, I naturally needed to get to know the truth. But I was shocked to know that you did that for
Ivan.”

Emma’s face changed. She looked at him in surprise, “Since you knew it was not my grandfather’s
authority, you took the case not because of him?”

“No.” Harrell gave a gentle smile and said with a serious smile.

For no reason, Emma felt the emotion in Harrel’s eyes were complex and she did not want to explore
it.


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