"Daughter, how did you come back?"
When Mia Stewart saw Emily Allen, tears streamed more fiercely down her face. She stepped forward, trying to grab Emily’s hand, but Emily dodged her outright.
Mia’s hand awkwardly froze mid-air, but the next second, she wiped the tears off her face.
"Daughter, I know your career is going quite well right now, so how about I move in and live with you?"
She really didn’t want to stay by Ethan Allen’s side anymore.
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However, Emily outright ignored Mia’s words and walked straight up to Ethan Allen. She intended to call him ’Dad,’ but as she got close, the foul smell of alcohol overwhelmed her, making her stomach churn.
She frowned deeply and said, "I met with Charlotte Thompson today."
Ethan, who had been drinking from a bottle, finally reacted. It had been a long time since he had groomed his hair and beard, which now almost covered his eyes.
He suddenly looked up sharply at Emily.
"You said you met with whom?"
"Charlotte Thompson," Emily took a deep breath and said.
To Emily’s utter surprise, Ethan suddenly stood up, his abrupt movement knocking the chair behind him to the floor.
His steps were unsteady, and he struggled to keep his balance.
Through his long hair, his grim gaze fixated on Emily’s face.
Startled by Ethan’s look, Emily involuntarily stepped back and was about to say something else when Ethan violently smashed the bottle on the ground.
The shattering sound was piercing, and the fragmented glass, along with the remaining alcohol, splattered everywhere, some even slashing Emily’s shins.
Emily screamed and staggered backward. She was wearing high heels and twisted her ankle. If Ryan Richard hadn’t quickly supported her, she likely would have fallen to the ground.
"Ethan Allen, what on earth are you doing?" Mia shouted at Ethan, her voice loud and piercing.
"Who told you to go find her?"
Ethan pointed at Emily and yelled, his voice harsh and gravely, making one’s scalp tingle.
It took Emily a while to find her voice again, but she still looked apprehensively at Ethan,
"I’m her sister. It’s my right to seek her out."
"Nonsense!" Ethan roared.
"How is that nonsense? Aren’t you her biological father?"
Emily retorted defiantly, her words somewhat aggressive.
"Dad, look at the state you’re in now. Do you know who’s to blame for all this? It’s all because of that despicable Charlotte! She’s out there living the high life every day. Has she ever cared about us, her own family?"
"She, she belongs to the Thompson Family..." Ethan’s fierceness faltered slightly.
As if hearing something ludicrous, Emily spat harshly.
"So what if she belongs to the Thompson Family? She still has the Allen family blood running through her veins. That is something Charlotte can never change, no matter what."
Saying so, Emily took a step closer to Ethan.
"Dad, this is the only chance for our Allen family now. Charlotte is your biological daughter. If you just implore her and play on her sympathies, she can’t possibly ignore you."
Ethan’s tone finally showed some wavering, but in the next second, he denied himself.