Chapter 312

Debby’s return was a delightful surprise for the Ashbourne family!

As Debby’s biological mother, Suri was the most composed and dignified of the three ladies of the household. Over the years, few had ever seen her shed a tear. Seeing her daughter, she managed to keep her emotions in check, her eyes merely welling up.

But her stepmothers, Myra and Aviana, were far more emotional. They threw their arms around Debby, weeping uncontrollably. One might have mistaken Suri for the stepmother!

“Alright, alright! Have you two had enough?”

Emeric stood by, his handsome face twisted in complaint, “It’s my turn now!”

Everyone was speechless.

Reluctantly, Myra and Aviana let go.

Without missing a beat, Emeric rushed forward, embracing Debby tightly, crying even harder than the women, “Oh, my daughter! I’ve missed you so much! I thought you’d forgotten about me after getting married. You never came home to visit! You ungrateful girl!”

They were all speechless.

Seeing Emeric making a scene, Evadne, his other daughter, was mortified.

Thankfully, they were all family in the living room.

“Well, at least he didn’t embarrass us in public,” she thought, relieved.

“Dad, I never forgot about you. I’m here to see you now, aren’t I?”

Debby soothed her father, patting his back gently, “Darcy has been really busy recently. I’ve been helping with the election campaign. I only told him I was coming home after I boarded the plane. Dad, I’m not ungrateful. I’ve always been thinking of you. Don’t be angry, okay? I brought you a set of fine bone china. You’ll love it.” Everyone watched her, feeling sympathy for her.

Years ago, she had gone against her father’s wishes and married Darcy, a congressman who was ten years her senior. She had moved to a foreign land for love, seeing her family less often.

Little did they know, the Ashbourne’s daughter would shine brightly in another country. Aside from the Queen, she was the second most admired woman in Helgen, voted by the public.

Such a high social status was something even Evadne couldn’t match. It made her proud to have such an accomplished and influential sister.

“Where’s the gift? Where is it?” Emeric finally managed to hold back his tears, his curiosity piqued.

He was just like a child who stopped throwing a tantrum after being given a lollipop!

“I met your secretary when I arrived. I’ve already given him the gift, along with the jewelry for Myra.”

As she spoke, Debby looked at Myra gently, “Happy birthday, Myra.”

“The fact that you’re here is the best gift, Debby.” Myra’s eyes welled up again. She was always so emotional.

“What about your husband? Didn’t he send anything?” Emeric raised an eyebrow, still not satisfied.

“Emeric, that’s enough.”

Evadne rolled her eyes at her father’s insatiable curiosity. “You’ve got enough antiques and collectibles to start a museum. You won’t take them with What’s the point of having so many?”

you’re young! You don’t understand!” Emeric

“You’re just greedy. If we were in ancient times,

what would

the famous critic and moralist,

the room

be here by now? What’s taking him so long?”

his watch, “I’ll give

hundred meters away from the

was driving her pink Ferrari, talking on the phone via Bluetooth, waiting

you when

you

die.

any more nonsense, I will officially cut ties with them! If they ever want to hold a show in Elmsworth in the future, don’t blame me for being

and Camille, still fuming, floored the

shot out like a pink bolt of

Both of them were turning, one

“Ah! God!”

didn’t notice the black sedan. She slammed

realized the danger and slammed on his brakes as well. The screeching sound was

there was a crash!

in the car as the

windshield only shattered, not exploded.

have had some bad

neck, her face twisted

limited–edition pink Ferrari was now

My little pink! Damn it!” Camille’s carefully styled hair was messed up, but she didn’t care, she was too upset about

also in a sorry state, its hood lifted

out of the car, coughing from the

saw my car coming and you still drove right

was going to be late for the birthday

tall, dashing figure under his sleek black suit stopped her in her tracks. Her fan–girl syndrome kicked in, her mouth hung

eyes, high nose, broad shoulders, narrow

a masterpiece! A real

watched as Arnold walked towards her, her heart

Wait a minute!

did him seem so familiar? As

“Miss, 1 can drive.”

in frustration, “Even though I can drive, I can’t stop people from rushing to hit my car. You are going so fast, were you in

hit you? It was you

eyes bulged out, her sharp high heels stomping hard on the ground. “And why are you driving a black sedan in the middle of the night? It scared the hell out of

mockery, “Hmm, which law in our country states that you can’t drive at night? But the law

feet, clad in high heels, curled

you crossed the solid line when

to decide. But I don’t have time to call the police now. You call

my phone number and office address on it. Let me know

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