Harrison Yale held her in one arm, while the other took the telephone from her hand, bringing it to her lips, encouraging her to talk to Yasmin Vernon.
Emma Aiden was slightly taken aback, lifting her head, meeting his calm Face.
The depth of his Dark Eyes, unwaveringly fixed on her, felt like the Big Mountain behind her; with him there, she had nothing to fear.
Only after hanging up the telephone did Emma Aiden start to recover slightly from the shock she just experienced.
"I'm going to pick up Yasmin now..." Louis Mendez, knowing Yasmin Vernon's Address, hastily stood up, ready to leave.
"Wait a moment." Emma suddenly spoke, pondering for several seconds, then gently shook her head. "You can't go now."
"What do you mean? Yasmin was crying on the telephone just now; you heard it too. She misunderstands me now, and if I don't explain it clearly soon, something might happen to her. I can't wait another minute."
Louis Mendez grabbed the Car Key and was about to dash out.
