NovelAppAfter Jeremy Quest saw all his guests off, he immediately stopped smiling. He returned to the living room with a gloomy expression on his face and sat across from Xyla and the rest. Jeremy glanced coldly at the servants who were cleaning up. "You guys can leave for now. Bring Emily down here on your way out." The servants immediately left.
When May Conner saw this, she immediately got up and sat next to him. She kept shaking Jeremy's hand. "Honey, Emily knows she's wrong. Please forgive her," she said.
"Forgive her? How many times have I forgiven her? She still hasn't changed her ways." Jeremy's expression was still gloomy.
May subconsciously shivered and continued to speak for Emily. "But at the end of the day, she's still your daughter. She also has depression..." "She can't use depression as an excuse all the twhen she does something wrong!" Jeremy uttered each word firmly.
Xyla Quest and Stanley Batton did not speak throughout this process. Instead, they merely silently observed everything...
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStanley slowly and methodically lit a cigarette. He held it in between his fingers, but he didn't take a puff at it. Instead, he let it burn.
The smoke surrounded him, making his shapely fingers seem unusually seductive.
Right then, Emily Quest was escorted down the stairs by two bodyguards.
When Emily saw Jeremy's gloomy face, her heart began to pound again.
Subconsciously, Emily took a deep breath. She then walked bravely up to Jeremy. "Dad, you wanted to see me..." "Xyla, what are you going to do with Emily? No matter what you choose to do this time, I will definitely support you," Jeremy looked at Xyla and said.
Emily immediately panicked when she heard this. "Dad... Am I not your daughter too?" "I wish you weren't," Jeremy said.
This sentence hurt Emily's ego even more, and she instantly felt a greater sense of hatred toward Xyla.
"Emily... Hurry up and apologize to your sister, will you?" May pretended to look at Emily sternly while she ordered coldly.
However, Emily didn't say a word. She kept a cold expression on her face and stood still, clenching her fists tightly.
Honestly, she didn't want to bow down to Xyla at all.
Why must she? Did she do anything wrong? She hated Xyla and wanted to bring Xyla down. What was wrong with that? However, because of Jeremy and Stanley Batton's authoritative presence, Emily thought deeply for a few seconds before finally lowering her head. "Sorry, Xyla. I won't do it again," Emily said. Xyla still didn't display any emotion in her eyes. She could tell at one glance what Emily was thinking.
"Xyla... Emily has already apologized to you. Forgive her this time... She's still young and silly. You should be more patient with her. I'll teach her a lesson later," May looked at Xyla earnestly as she spoke. "I think Emily is only a year younger than me, isn't she, Auntie? She's not exactly a kid anymore, is she?" Xyla asked calmly in return.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMay was dumbfounded by Xyla's words.
May paused for a moment before smiling again. "At the end of the day, she's still a little younger than you isn't she? After all, she's your little sister. Just let her off the hook this time. She definitely won't do it again...
She also has depression, and she really can't be provoked any further," May said. "Auntie, how long will you continue to use depression as an excuse to pardon Emily's actions?" Xyla said before picking up the cup of green tea in front of her. After taking a little sip, she swallowed the tea elegantly.
"Xyla... What do you mean by this?" May's face instantly turned pale, and her eyes started to dart around an to little Sah the Find_Nøvel. et website on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
"Actually, you don't have to act all innocent... Emily managed to act as if she has s depression escaped from prison, and even deceived all of us for so long. You deserve a lot of credit for all these things..." Xyla said. Xyla's calm tone, coupled with the noises guests were making downstairs, made Emily feel unusually annoyed.
After saying that, Xyla gently put down the cup in her hand. She slowly fixed her gaze on May's face.
May panicked...
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