Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Chapter 690: Chapter 690: What Are You In Such A Rush To See Her For?
 

At this time, Clayton Howard definitely didn’t want Emily Walker to see Camila Walker.

Gazing at the seemingly endless sea, Emily couldn’t help but worry about Camila.

If it indeed was just a lesson, Baron Stuart didn’t need to make such a big effort to bring her here.

“Why do I have to wait a little while? I want to see her now!”

The more he made her wait, the more complicated she felt the situation was.

Baron Stuart frowned, somewhat surprised by her urgency to see Camila.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Why are you in such a hurry to see her?”

On the phone, she said she wanted to slap her, even so, there was no need to be so impatient, right?

Emily hesitated, lowering her eyelids and stammered, “I, I want to ask her in person why she did this!”

“By the way, why did you bring her here? What is this cruiser for?” Emily raised her head, suddenly remembering this matter.

She really didn’t understand why Baron Stuart had brought Camila to this ocean center.

Baron Stuart looked at her with a lowered brow, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly changed the subject, “Are you hungry?”

“Huh?” For a moment, Emily was a little startled.

“There are top-notch dishes here; I’ll take you to have a taste?” As he spoke, Baron Stuart put his arm around her slender waist and walked towards the luxurious grand hall in the cabin.

Emily was led in, and upon entering the grand hall, she couldn’t help but be a little startled by the magnificent and grandiose decorations inside.

This was just too luxurious.

In the blink of an eye, Baron Stuart took her to a gourmet zone where, in addition to exquisite dishes prepared by top-notch chefs, there were also fine wines.

Although this cruiser mainly engaged in various underhanded transactions and entertainments, many officials and dignitaries came here to indulge themselves, secretly enjoying a life of debauchery.

Here, behind the seemingly noble-looking life, there were unimaginable levels of debauchery hidden.

“Have a taste?” The two of them walked to a table full of fine wines, and Baron Stuart picked up a pink wine glass, holding it to Emily’s lips.

Looking at the pink liquid, Emily couldn’t help but take a sniff.

A faint fruit juice scent.

So, she curiously took a sip.

“Just a small sip, this wine is very strong,” he gently reminded her.

Emily didn’t believe, as there was a fruity taste, how could it be strong?

“Uh—” As soon as she took a sip, Emily’s brows furrowed, and she immediately stuck out her tongue, “So spicy!”

Baron Stuart chuckled lightly and then handed her a cup of real fruit juice.

Having taken a sip of lemon juice, the spicy taste in Emily’s mouth had subsided considerably.

At this moment, Clayton Howard suddenly walked over, whispering a few words in Baron Stuart’s ear.

Hearing this, the faint smile on Baron Stuart’s face gave way to his usual expressionless demeanor, his face like thin ice.

“I understand.” He spoke softly before turning to the woman before him, “I’ve got something to do. You eat something here, don’t run around, I’ll be back in a little while.”

Emily smiled, nodded obediently, “Alright.”

Baron Stuart stroked her smooth hair strands, chuckled lightly, and then left.

Watching his silhouette gradually disappearing around the corner, the smile on Emily’s face vanished instantly, and holding the cup of fruit juice, she quietly followed behind Baron Stuart.

Baron Stuart must be going to see Camila.

It seemed that he had no intention of letting her know Camila’s whereabouts for the time being, so she had no choice but to follow him.

Perhaps because she was nervous and afraid of being caught by Baron Stuart, Emily didn’t dare to get too close, so she could only slow her pace and walk with occasional stops.