Chapter 3

Emma responded icily, “Sure, Layla is just some twenty–something kid preaching about the law to the cops just now, and now you’re ready to bend it?”

Her biting words caused her usually silent father, Mateo Wilson, to frown deeply.

ust killed me by messing up my meds. How come you were

Mateo scolded, “Emma, is that any way to speak to your elders? Where are your manners?”

“One abandoned in the wild since birth should just be thankful for a full belly, let alone manners. You’re asking if I have any? Did you ever

bother to teach me?” Emma snapped back.

Mateo, infuriated to the point of nearly having a stroke, raised his hand to strike her but was restrained by Emma’s Grandma Zoe Wilson,

because, after all, Emma was still useful to them.

“Enough! Since she’s okay, let’s just go home and stop making a scene,” Zoe commanded harshly, but with a disdainful glance at Emma, she thought, ‘This crude girl still has her uses. Can’t afford to pick fights with money.’

This reminder refocused the Wilsons on the real reason they had brought Emma back.

Soon, they headed back to the villa.

Emma knew exactly what was on their minds. In her previous life, the Wilson family’s finances were a mess at this point, and they hoped to solve it through a marriage alliance with Liam, a man rumored to have a disability and an unpredictable mood.

Mateo and Grandma were gunning for this marriage, but Nora and Aria feared Emma becoming Mrs. Hall might bite them in the ass. So, they schemed to ruin Emma’s reputation, hoping to set Aria up as the bride instead.

But back then, Liam only had eyes for Emma, completely ignoring Aria.

“Liam Hall” stabbed at Emma’s

had rejected the marriage before, seeing it as nothing more than a transaction,

for the marriage, she had left the Wilson family

manipulated by

Liam was the one who truly cared. Elijah, with all his schemes,

her memories, Zoe

been estranged for years, you’re still a Wilson. Our family is in trouble,

already used to her family’s bullshit. She listened

Zoe’s eyes sparkled as she raved about the Hall family. “The Hall family? They make our Wilsons look like peanuts! You, raised in the sticks and hardly educated–landing

of the sofa and shot back, “Grandma, aren’t we

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into their family? And

They had figured as thousand dollars. They never expected

You think I’m

girl like Emma would be over the moon about

asking for?” Zoe asked, her

Liam is going straight into my shares in the company. From today, the Wilson Group

so enraged

turned beet–red as he banged on the table. “2 million dollars? That’s

her class! It’d be a shame if she

was clearly distressed, but Emma remained

the younger one abroad to live it up. What a damn hypocritical and biased mess. Why the hell was I ever polite to these assholes in my past

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