"At last, I finally get to see you," Emily Allen immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Charlotte Thompson, her face brimming with a joyful smile.
People nearby, witnessing such a scene, couldn’t help but whisper amongst themselves.
"Is that Emily Allen? Why is she here?"
"Does Charlotte Thompson know Emily Allen? How could the two of them have any interaction?"
"Have you forgotten? Charlotte Thompson used to be known as Sophie Allen, Emily Allen’s sister."
Most of the people present were celebrities, and some of them knew about Emily Allen. Seeing her arrive, expressions of disgust and disdain immediately surfaced on their faces.
Even though most people in the entertainment industry have their own secrets, they still pretend to be virtuous and flawless on the surface. Therefore, they naturally look down on someone like Emily Allen, whose reputation in their circles had long been tarnished.
However, Emily Allen didn’t notice the looks from the people around her as she had already taken her place in front of Charlotte Thompson.
"Seeing you now is harder than reaching the heavens, little sister."
As she spoke, Emily Allen tried to affectionately take Charlotte Thompson’s hand but was directly avoided.
This movement left Emily Allen’s hand hanging stiffly in mid-air, yet there wasn’t the slightest trace of embarrassment on her face.
Charlotte Thompson spoke dispassionately, but one could easily hear the cold indifference in her voice.
Upon reflection, it had been a long time since she last saw Emily Allen.
Besides, she had heard bits and pieces about Emily Allen’s affairs.
"I haven’t seen you in so long, and I’ve missed you," Emily Allen looked up at Charlotte Thompson with an expression that seemed very sincere.
However, Emily Allen’s poor acting skill only made Charlotte Thompson couldn’t help but curl her lips, her sarcasm merciless,
"Emily Allen, you’ve played so many roles, but why haven’t your acting skills improved at all? Why bother putting on a facade of insincere emotions with me now?"
Charlotte Thompson had no desire whatsoever to mingle insincerely with Emily Allen.
After all, Emily Allen once wished to see her dead.
And Charlotte Thompson didn’t need to guess why Emily Allen had come looking for her.
"Little sister, what do you mean by that..."
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"Little sister, are you still blaming me, aren’t you?"
Emily Allen bit her lip lightly,
"I know I did many things in the past that I owe you for, but I genuinely realize my mistakes now. That’s why I’ve come to apologize to you. I don’t expect you to forgive me, but..."
However, before Emily Allen could finish, Charlotte Thompson cut her off, "Since you don’t expect forgiveness from me, I also don’t wish to see you right now. Emily Allen, please leave."
Charlotte Thompson said with a smile, leaving Emily Allen speechless.
After speaking, Charlotte Thompson simply turned and walked away.
"Charlotte Thompson, how can you be so heartless?" Emily Allen called out loudly, looking at Charlotte Thompson’s retreating figure.
"After all, the Allen family took care of you for so many years, and you’re my blood sister."
It seemed that Emily Allen wanted the onlookers to overhear her, wishing she could grab a megaphone and shout into it.
"Yes, now you’re the esteemed young miss of the Thompson family and look down on us, the humble Allen family. You have thousands of admirers now, a happy family, but have you ever thought about the Allen family? How could you be so cruel and watch indifferently as the Allen family has become what it is today!"