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."

a maid to clean the guest room, and

for the night. By the way, I wanted to ask if you have any well-paying design gigs lately. I need to make some money." Although Emily used

to take on more projects, drawing

how she'd cover

options, the former

was why Emily was urgently asking

around for you, but Emily, don't get your hopes

mess with Sophia, Moonlit Treasures took a big hit, and their profits have noticeably

least she made her suffer, and she wouldn't dare to plagiarize and

the phone, Emily looked

but to agree to Scarlett's demands

couldn't take on odd jobs, nor could she reveal her identity

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

know, her adventures at the old mansion were

cleaned the guest room from top to bottom. The room

find something to eat and check if

thought, as soon as she tried to turn the

the door was completely locked from the

could she

she was led to a guest room that was

realize this was

thought most of the old mansion needed repairs, and she

with Michael at noon and hadn't eaten much. Now, in the afternoon, she was troubled by more worries. She hadn't even had a sip of water,

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

worse. She started knocking on the door and calling for help, but there was no

cold guest room, the main hall of the old mansion was

it? And this one, I made the fish! I carefully studied the recipe, you must try it!" Mason sat

just come down from his room, feeling refreshed

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