Chapter 111 I Am The Ugly Wife Of Emmett

• As usual, Emmett was wearing a well-ironed custom-made suit. His face was solemn and his breath was cold.
• His ink-like eyes stared fixedly at Alyssa. Although he did not say anything, Alyssa could already clearly feel the extremely oppressive aura coming from his body.
• Alyssa thought of what she did to him in the Golden Fountain Club last night and involuntarily took a step back. She tugged at Little Justin's sleeve and softly asked him, "Do you know that there is a back door for an internet cafe?"