Chapter 69: House fire

"Harry Handerson, don't follow me anymore!"

"Let me take you home. It's late now," Harry said sincerely, striding after Emma while maintaining a certain distance.

She suddenly turned, angrily pointing her finger straight at him, "Stop. I don't want you to stand close to me!"

Harry immediately froze, raising both hands in front of his chest to show his innocence. He slightly pursed his lips, his face showing a touch of dejection, and said with a pitiable look, "Alright, alright. I won't come near you."

"Why do you even know I'm here? Are you following me?" Emma's chest heaved with anger, and her eyes glared at him.

"No, I'm not. I had a meeting with my partner in the next room and just happened to find out you were also dining here with your film crew. If you don't believe me, you can ask Martin about my schedule." He answered seriously.

"So, what was the purpose of your announcement just now?" Thinking about his arrogant attitude, she continued to pat her chest to calm herself while h