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."

so broke they can't even hire a maid to clean

the way, I wanted to ask if you have any well-paying design

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

she had no idea how she'd cover Isabella's medical

options, the former seemed

was why Emily

but Emily, don't get your hopes

and their profits have noticeably dropped, so..." But

her suffer, and she wouldn't dare to plagiarize

phone, Emily looked

no choice but to agree to Scarlett's demands for

she was pregnant and couldn't take on odd jobs, nor

she could just swallow this humiliation for now, Isabella's treatment

adventures at the old mansion were just getting

her clothes organized and cleaned the guest room from top to

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

as she tried to turn the door lock, the handle fell off

was completely

she be

places, she was led to

first, Emily didn't realize this was a

most of the old mansion needed repairs,

with Michael at noon and hadn't eaten much. Now, in the afternoon, she was troubled

said, "Baby, it's all my fault.

the door and calling for help, but there was no response from outside. It was merely early

cold guest room, the main hall of the old mansion

this one, I made the fish! I

come down from his room, feeling refreshed after a good nap, and his appetite was

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