Chapter 216 Visiting the Hospital

Sure enough, Scarlett picked up the phone and put it to her ear, her voice icy cold. "Guess what? This is your wife, the one you've always protected. Oh, and just so you know, we're having this chat right outside the Smith Mansion. Why? Because your dear wife was brought back here by your old buddy, Bryan."

Without waiting for a reply, Scarlett hung up and shot Emily a triumphant grin. "Bet you're wondering how I timed that so perfectly, huh? Honestly, I'm surprised too. Maybe the universe just wants you out of the Smith family. Like I said, family ties are the hardest to sever. They're my blood, and you're just something he picks up when he remembers..."

Scarlett sneered, "And when he doesn't, I'll toss it out for him!"

Emily was stunned at first, then she couldn't hold back her anger. "How can you do this? He's your son, and he's still in the hospital! You don't visit him, and now you want to upset him like this? Don't you know how strained his relationship with Bryan is?"

Emily couldn't take Scarlett's sarcasm anymore, nor her arrogance. Her face twisted with madness and despair, on the verge of breaking down.

But Scarlett didn't care. Her expression was cold, like none of this mattered to her. "So what? Emily, just wait and see. I'll make you understand that Emerald City's success isn't solely dependent on Michael, and it definitely has nothing to do with someone as useless as you."

With that, Scarlett strutted into the Smith Mansion.

As she walked in, the passing servants all greeted her with respect.

Emily didn't say anything more, but tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

what Scarlett meant by

inevitably be passed on to Michael. Veda wasn't married yet, so

how outrageous her actions

Emily could do now was to leave the Smith family as soon

Michael would think when he heard the phone

Would he be sad?

Sophia's hand and promised to reconcile, did he

hospital room was dimly

from the phone screen glowed after the

this book for free. Don't miss out on

every right to say those things, but hearing them still hurt

message came in,

short and to the point: [Alice has a curfew, so I sent Emily home, but ran into your

returned yet. She picked up her phone and saw several messages from Abigail, all complaints. [Emily! This kind of life is too

believe I'm the one working on

I, for one, refuse to

wash up. Suddenly, she realized it was Saturday. Her smile froze. She and Michael

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