Chapter 88 Imprisoned

Emily said, "Mom, if you have something to say, just spit it out."

Scarlett, hearing Emily's words, decided to cut the crap and get straight to the point. "I was gonna be blunt with you anyway. Take this money and stay away from Daniel. Don't piss off Veda anymore, and don't tell your grandfather, or I'll stop paying for your mom's medical bills."

She added, "And also, before you divorce Michael, you shouldn't always stay in the hospital. You can't even get pregnant, yet you're always sick. It's bad luck! You're ruining the Smith family's reputation!"

After saying that, Scarlett covered her nose and coughed a few times, like she'd been somewhere super unlucky.

She then brushed off her clothes and left the guest room with a look of disgust.

So, they didn't want her in the master bedroom because they thought she was bad luck?

Staring at the bank card in front of her, Emily took a deep breath and sat down on the floor by the bed.

At that moment, she felt completely drained, utterly defeated.

She carefully replayed Scarlett's words in her mind.

Emily sighed. Ever since she married Michael, she'd been busy taking care of his every need.

She'd lost herself in the process.

After finally taking good care of him, now they blamed her for never having worked a day in her life?

These rich folks really knew how to flip the script!

Just then, Emily's phone rang. She glanced at it and immediately answered without thinking, "Abigail, your call couldn't have come at a better time!"

Abigail asked, "What's up? Miss me? Weren't you supposed to be living it up at the old mansion?"

Emily replied, "I'm back, but I haven't seen Grandpa yet. I'm in the guest room for now."

can't even hire a maid to clean the guest room, and you

any well-paying design

a way to take on more projects, drawing designs day and

had no idea how she'd cover

the

was why Emily was

around for you, but Emily,

mess with Sophia, Moonlit Treasures took a big hit, and

she wouldn't

phone, Emily looked

choice but to agree to Scarlett's demands for

odd jobs, nor could she reveal her identity

swallow this humiliation for now, Isabella's treatment

at the old mansion were

clothes organized and cleaned the guest room from top to bottom. The room finally looked a

sigh of relief, ready to find something to eat and check if Mason was

tried to turn the door lock, the handle fell off without

the door was completely locked

could she be so

to a guest

didn't realize this was a long-planned scheme

most of the old mansion needed repairs,

she was

said, "Baby, it's all my fault. You're suffering because of

started knocking on the door and calling for help, but there was no response from outside. It was merely early evening, so where

bleak and cold guest room, the main hall of the old

made the fish! I carefully studied the recipe, you must try it!" Mason sat at the head of

refreshed after a good nap,

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