Chapter 338 - My Favorite (2/2)

At that moment, Halia suddenly stepped forward and said, ”Since he doesn't want me dead, let's lure him out!”

Sean immediately objected, ”No, that's too dangerous!”

”It's more dangerous if he continues to come after me,” Halia responded.

Jackson nodded his head. Even though he didn't want his wife to take a risk, he trusted her abilities and agreed with her reasoning. The Organization had people all around the world. If they had their eyes set on Halia, they weren't giving up easily. They needed to send them a warning not to go after her. But, they needed back up and they still needed to protect Mrs. Song from the murderer that was on the loose.

”Sean, I'll give you Mrs. Song's phone number. Let her know what's happening and go keep an eye on her. I'll go with Halia to lure out Eagle. I have some friends in Korea that can back us up...” Jackson said.

Jackson previously headed the Hong Kong/Macau branch of Interpol, so he naturally took command and Sean listened.

”Stay here and get some rest,” he said to Natalie before he left the hotel room.

Natalie nodded obediently, ”Stay safe.”

After Sean left, Jackson picked up his phone again and made another phone call, ”Kwon, I need your help...”

Since the police couldn't be trusted, he needed to recruit another form of help...

...

Over in Hong Kong, Emerson rushed excitedly home to have dinner with Avaleigh. A moment ago, he had received a phone call from Jackson, telling him that Avaleigh's father wasn't the murderer and he immediately passed the information on to both Officer Liang and Trisha. Now, it was time to tell Avaleigh about it. Although Avaleigh had lost contact with her father, he was still her father and she cared about him, so Emerson knew this piece of news would give her some relief.

As he opened the apartment door, Avaleigh was standing in the kitchen like she normally did, humming a song and waving her h.i.p.s.

When she heard the door, she turned around and smiled shyly, ”Just in time. Come eat.”

Emerson looked at the woman as he approached. Probably, due to their conversation earlier, there was a slight sense of ambiguity in the air.

A moment later, Avaleigh gently placed a platter on the dining table and blushed, ”It's my first time making sushi. I hope you like it...”

Emerson's heart raced when he saw the beautifully arranged platter in front of him. Sushi was his favorite food but he never had it at home. Not even the chef at his family mansion ever made it for him. He looked at the individually handmade pieces and was surprised to find that there was a good variety of ingredients. There was salmon, tuna, kingfish, egg, tofu skin, and even eel! He glanced over at the kitchen and saw it was a bit of a mess. How long did it take her to prepare all this?

Avaleigh quickly blushed, ”I'll clean up the kitchen later. Eat first while it's fresh. Marissa said sushi was your favorite...”

Emerson looked at the woman in front of him and his heart melted. Without a second thought, he walked around the table and hooked his arm around her waist. Ever since he hugged her earlier, he had been dreaming about hugging her again.

Avaleigh gasped in surprise as she felt the man's body against hers.

As he held Avaleigh close to his body, Emerson whispered beside her ear, ”Sushi's not my favorite...”

”Huh?” Avaleigh asked in surprise. Did she hear wrong? Or did Marissa make a mistake?

However, her heart almost jumped out of her chest when she heard what the man said next. ”...you're my favorite,” he chuckled.