Chapter 438 A Tool

In a private room of the quiet teahouse, Emmie’s gaze was dark. She stared at the light-colored petals floating in the transparent teapot with a cold expression. She was thinking about what she had heard outside the office when she suddenly chuckled. “What are you laughing at?” Martin took the teapot and poured a cup of tea for her. Its aroma slowly came out from the light green teacup, and it had a refreshing feeling. Emmie rubbed the wall of the cup with her hands. Her complexion looked pale. “Nothing.” The teacup knocked on the square wooden table and made a deep sound. Martin coughed a little before he thought for a while and said, “You’ve changed a lot after all these years.” “Yes?” Emmie seemed to not understand his words. She lifted her teacup, took a sip, and looked over. “How did I change?” Martin pursed his lips. He chuckled, but did not say anything. He just advised, “Roman Saul isn't worth it.” “I know.” Emmie put the teacup down. She sat still with her waist s