"You’re something else, why are you leaving?" A wealthy lady, after chatting with Emerie for a while, went to find her friend who had been driven away by Emerie just now.
"Didn’t you hear what Emerie said? She’s just trying to make me leave, isn’t she? Can’t I leave?" grumbled her friend in a huff.
"Oh, why bother with Emerie." The wealthy lady waved her hand with a smile, "Emerie was spoiled by the Wilson Clan since she was a child because of her heart condition. Then she met someone as good as Benjamin, and continued being pampered."
"She still lives in a castle, unaware of the ways of the real world," the lady continued persuading her friend, "That’s just her personality, she’s not as calculating as you think. Saying that about her is giving her too much credit."
"Just treat her as a child."
"Are there people like that in the Wilson Clan?" asked the friend in surprise. "Mason is quite formidable in the business world, a smiling tiger. How is his sister like that?"
"There’s nothing you can do; she’s just lucky, having someone to pamper her. Unlike us."
The wealthy lady suggested that her friend should go talk to Emerie later, at least make some impression for their family businesses. Future connections with the Walton Family rely on Emerie.
"Hey, where is she?" Her friend pondered and looked up, but Emerie’s figure was nowhere to be seen.
The wealthy lady waved her hand carelessly, saying, "No need to worry. That celestial-like person surely couldn’t stand the worldly atmosphere here and went somewhere to get some fresh air. Her husband will find her soon enough."
"Some people just have different fates," her friend sighed, wondering why Emerie was so lucky. Besides her good upbringing, she also met such a great husband.
Emerie stood on the balcony, letting out a deep breath. She detested the social atmosphere inside. A bunch of people engaging in that kind of fake socializing just for money was simply disgusting.
"Mrs. Walton." A sudden voice made Emerie frown in disgust. She had escaped to this place, yet someone still found their way to ingratiate themselves and build connections? ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽
"You..." Emerie turned around, ready to complain, but upon seeing the person’s face, her words vanished in fright.
Stephen looked at Emerie’s shocked expression, and he felt reassured.
"Why is Mrs. Walton so shocked to see me? Is it because you think I shouldn’t appear in Imperial City? Or are you worried that I’ll reveal what you did back then?"
"You, you, you... What nonsense are you talking about? What have I done? You’ve got the wrong person." Emerie, frightened, retreated until her back hit the railing of the balcony, unable to move back any further. She had no choice but to stop.
"Has Mrs. Walton forgotten that you entrusted me to raise your child back then? I wonder if Mr. Walton is aware of this news. Why don’t we go talk to Mr. Walton and see what he says?"
Stephen’s words made Emerie’s face turn pale instantly. She shook her head vigorously in denial, "I don’t understand what you’re talking about. If you come any closer, I’ll call for help!"
"By all means, Mrs. Walton, call out. I’d love to thank you publicly for your generous gift back then. Without your money, I couldn’t have possibly raised Mrs. Walton’s daughter so luxuriously."