Chapter 606: Cats Can Fight Back Too
She stared in shock at the person before her, rendered speechless for a moment, and could only clench her fists in secret and glare at her.
Seeing her silent, Emily Walker felt a thrill of joy in her heart.
Usually arrogant Camila Walker, she didn’t expect to be at a loss for words as well.
After giving her a cold glance, Emily Walker took a step to move past her and head downstairs.
It was past four o’clock, and she should be heading back.
Watching Emily walk past her, Camila’s anger found no outlet. She glanced toward the living room downstairs, saw that nobody was there, and stretched out her long leg…
Emily didn’t expect her to make this move, and, unprepared, tripped awkwardly. Thankfully, her hand stretched out quickly and caught the railing in the corridor.
She took a deep breath to steady her pounding heart from the fright and turned to glare at Camila.
Looking at Emily’s distressed state, Camila crossed her arms and smirked triumphantly, casting her gaze to the side as if mocking Emily’s embarrassment.
Biting her lower lip, Emily quickly got up and, while Camila was feeling smug, stepped hard on her foot!
“Ah!” Caught off guard, Camila felt a sudden surge of pain on the top of her foot, her eyebrows furrowing and letting out a scream!
Watching her scream, Emily also smirked triumphantly, “Even a cat that’s been bullied will show its claws. You know, cats can fight back too.”
After speaking, Emily walked away triumphantly, heading towards the stairway entrance.
A scream immediately drew Angela Reid from downstairs.
She raised her head, looked at the two people upstairs, and anxiously asked, “What happened?”
However, before Camila could speak, Emily, who was smiling while descending the stairs, said, “It’s nothing. Camila almost tripped, and I helped her.”
Hearing this, Angela paused for a moment and then looked back at Camila on the second floor. It seemed like she was indeed frightened.
Following that, she turned her head and looked at Emily, a gentle smile on her face.
If only Camila could be as sensible as Emily, they would surely get along very well.
With such thoughts, Camila, who was leaning against the railing on the second floor, became furious to the point of almost spitting blood when she heard Emily’s words!
“Thank me? No need, we’re sisters, aren’t we?” Not waiting for Camila to finish, Emily suddenly spoke and smiled, her expression so radiant and natural.
Camila’s eyes widened, disbelievingly staring at the person downstairs.
She had seriously underestimated Emily. She never thought that Emily, when baring her claws, could be even more cunning!
“Mother, I should get going.” Walking downstairs, Emily came to Vivian Ferguson’s side, smiling and said.
Angela glanced at the living room, the wall clock showing it was already past ten o’clock. Even though she wanted her to stay for dinner, Baron Stuart instructed her before leaving to let Emily have dinner at home.
“I’ll have the driver take you home.” Angela said, reaching out to take her to the front door.
Hearing this, Camila, still upstairs, smirked triumphantly and hurried down.
“Mom! I’ll take Emily home myself!”
At the sound of this, Angela and Emily both turned around in surprise to look at Camila coming downstairs.
She’s going to take Emily home?
Angela hesitated, unsure if this decision was appropriate.
Had the two of them warmed up to each other so quickly?