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."

family is so broke they can't even hire a maid to clean the guest room, and you have

the night. By the way, I wanted to ask if you have any

on more projects, drawing designs day and night, or maybe, get lucky

idea how she'd

two options, the former

why Emily was

for you, but Emily,

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

she

up the phone, Emily looked at the bank card

no choice but to agree to

on odd jobs, nor could she reveal

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

Emily know, her adventures at the old mansion were

finally got all her clothes organized and cleaned the guest room from top to

breathed a sigh of relief, ready to find something to eat

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

door was completely

she be

she was led to a guest room

realize this was

most of the old mansion

she was troubled by more worries. She hadn't even had

all my

Emily felt even worse. She started knocking on the door and calling for help, but there was no response from

to the bleak and cold guest room, the main hall of the old mansion was bustling and

try this dish, how is it? And this one, I made the fish! I carefully studied the recipe, you

refreshed after a good nap, and his appetite was

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