Chapter 8 The Child from the Cavendish Family

"... That's great!"

Max pulled Emily's sleeve excitedly.

When Vivian and other women started to say the first word.

She wanted to beat them.

However, the so-called etiquette of the upper class was an obstacle.

She couldn't do whatever she wanted.

Emily hugged Max gently.

She said sincerely, "Thank you."

Because when everyone slandered me, you still stood out and spoke for me.

Max blushed.

"I just helped my friend. We are friends."

She repeated this sentence, and her tone suddenly became harsh.

"But what about you? You have been abroad for so many years, and you haven't even sent me a message!"

Max's questioning tone made Emily feel that she was like a heartbreaker who abandoned his wife.

She said guiltily, "You know, I was in a bad situation in the past two years, so…"

Max held her hand, feeling sorry for her.

"Well, I can't mention this anymore. But you, you can slap someone now."

"But I have to find a way to ask my father for help."

She said worriedly, "Vivian won't let it go."

"No, thanks."

Emily said in a low voice, "The Kliman family will solve this matter."

"Oh, okay, then, you really are with Albert…”

"Not really."

Her voice was light and her eyes fell on an unknown place downstairs.

"I don't know what old Mr. Kliman wants, which makes me very uneasy."

On the one hand, she beat Vivian to vent her anger.

On the other hand, Emily wanted to know how old Mr. Kliman would react.

That cunning old man must be plotting something, but she couldn't guess.

Emily was fed up with the feeling of being in the mist!

Max didn't understand what Emily was talking about, but she felt easy.

She whispered, "There is nothing, isn't it? Those people finally stop looking at you with disgust."

"Oh, come on."

Emily smiled and said, "Those people's opinions are not worth mentioning. Come and see my daughter."

"... Ice, I want you to be her godmother!"

In fact, Max was right. At least, most of the people looked at Emily differently.

"Wow! It's so powerful, isn't it? ”

Dick Garcia, a real estate businessman, poked his good friend's arm.

"This Emily seems to be different from the rumor."

Even the simple dressing couldn't hide her charm. The action of raising her hand to slap people reminded Dick of the cat he saw in the BBC's documentary.

If you really thought that this kind of animal could only be adorable, you were not far from death.

"It's none of my business."

Auston Cavendish withdrew his arm and glanced at Emily with his grey and blue eyes casually.

He recognized her.

The woman who had won his son's heart at the airport.

Her light blue eyes looked the same as Andy's.

Emily, who was watching Max and Ice playing, shivered.

"What's wrong, mom?"

"Nothing?"

In a trance, Emily said, "Maybe it's too cold here."

She hurriedly took out a box and gave it to Max.

"This is my birthday gift for you. I think it's time for me to go back with Ice."

She didn't know why she felt dangerous at that moment.

It seemed that she was targeted by something.

Max was reluctant to part with her. She kissed her new daughter.

"Are you going back now? I have a place for you to live!"

"You know, I'm going to stay in England for some more time. Maybe I'll move to my new house tomorrow."

"... And Ice's education."

"All right, all right. You have so many things to do."

After getting in the car, Ice said in a low voice.

"May I not go to school?"

God knew how difficult it is for Emily to find Ice's school, which could take in a five-year-old child like Ice.

"No, you can't."

Emily refused bluntly. When Ice was about to say something, Emily's phone rang.

Ice shut up automatically.

When she was very young, she learned that she could not say a word when her mother answered the phone.

"... Emily, I conveyed your idea to my superior, but it was not approved."

Her assistant Matia said apologetically on the phone.

"Our leader has already known about it. You know, it's hard to change his decision."

Suddenly, a man in a grey suit appeared in her mind.

Emily felt a little nauseated, so she let out a sigh of relief.

"Well, when will this project start?"

Matia said uncertainly, "Maybe the day after tomorrow. The time hasn't been decided yet. I'll inform you then."

Emily hung up the phone in a bad mood. As soon as the car was started, she heard Ice's scream.

"Mom! Stop!"

Emily shivered with fear.

She said angrily, "What's the matter, baby? Why are you so fussy?"

Ice ignored Emily's anger.

She pointed out of the window and said, "It's a boy. You almost hit him."

"Oh, my God!"

Emily got off the car in a hurry. As expected, she saw a little boy squatting beside the back wheels of the car.

Wearing a pair of ordinary suspenders, he said softly to Emily, "Good evening."

Hearing the noise, Ice jumped out of the car and excitedly wrapped her arms around the boy's neck.

"Oh, why are you here? I'm so happy to see you!"

It seemed that she was quite familiar with him.

Emily finally had a feeling that she didn't know what to do.

"Good evening. I just want to ask why you are here."

He was alone on the dark mountain road!

Andy tilted his head and grabbed Emily's sleeve instead of answering her question.

"Can you take me home?"

He was smuggled out in Alston's car trunk that he sneaked into.

Auston had no idea that Andy had run away.

Emily wanted to refuse. This was the young master of the Cavendish family!

Even if a hair was lost, the man who looked bad-tempered would pull out all her hair for compensation!

Andy could tell that Emily was hesitating.

Andy miserably said, "If you don't take me with you, I have nowhere to go."

Since he was a child, he knew how to take advantage of his weakness to get what he wanted.

He was one hundred times smarter than Ice!

Even if her reason told Emily that, the little Cavendish impossibly could find nowhere to go.

But she was softhearted.

At the same time, the phone with Auston rang crazily.

The butler asked anxiously.

"Sir, did you bring the young master with you for the party?"