Chapter 7 Meeting an Old Friend

"Of course."

Andre didn't notice the abnormality of Emily.

"You used to be unhappy, because of Lilith that woman."

"... We want to make you happy, but it's difficult. But now it's much better."

The loyal friend smiled at Emily and said, "We are all very happy. How can you not care about those unhappy things?"

Perhaps for others, Emily had become much meaner.

At least she could protect herself.

Emily blinked her eyes and turned her head with a guilty conscience.

After all, she was just a soul that came to this world for no reason.

Emily didn't inherit the memory of Emily. She had no idea who the original Emily was.

Maybe the book Emily had skimmed through could give her a rough image.

But if she really wanted to play the role forever, she would rather die than being gloomy and crazy on Albert.

After figuring out some of her problems, Emily put her blond hair from her forehead behind her ears.

"I have died once."

She pretended to be relaxed and said, "How can there be no change? Ice will look down upon me."

And her son, whom she couldn't protect.

"Of course, that's exactly what I mean."

Andre: "I just say, at least don't give up your friends."

Emily froze. God knew what kind of friend she had before.

Fortunately, Andre didn't ask more.

He just invited, "Tomorrow is Max's twenty-five-year-old birthday party. She asked me to ask you if you want to attend it."

"Of course."

Emily smiled, "Of course."

Andre looked like an abandoned dog just now.

Emily felt that it was inhuman to say no.

The eldest Miss Gunter's birthday party was bound to be magnificent.

Emily put on a princess dress with a bowknot for Ice.

It was a luxury brand. Her income was enough for her to develop Ice into a real princess.

"Mom, am I beautiful?"

Ice walked around with her dress.

Emily bent over and kissed her on the forehead.

"Of course, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

However, the following party was not as smooth as Emily had expected.

People in the upper class were not as lofty as others thought. They didn't care about national affairs every day.

Even if they didn't talk about gossip for a day, they couldn't live.

The woman in a green dress glanced at the door and whispered to her companion, "Vivian, did you see it just now?"

"...The woman of Copper family has actually returned to England!"

Vivian took a deep breath and said, "Emily Copper, shame on you! She robbed sister's boyfriend and shamelessly made an illegitimate child."

Many years ago, the earth-shaking scandal was brought up again.

The women walked to an inconspicuous corner and circled around.

"... In fact, I think that slut is a little capable. Lucy is no match for her."

Vivian sneered, "Indeed. Poor Lucy is no match for that bitch."

Obviously, Lucy had a good reputation among them.

They used the most vulgar words to describe the innocent Emily.

They lied out of thin air, "I heard that Emily Copper had a plastic surgery of the genitals to seduce Mr. Kliman!"

Amanda's eyes widened. "Is that what I think?"

"Yes."

"It's the thing that only the street girls in slums do."

These people wore gorgeous and exquisite dresses, dressed like noble ladies.

But what they said was worse than the dirtiest prostitute did.

Sometimes the situation was more dignified than the depravity from the deep of the soul.

"Enough!"

An angry voice sounded behind them.

Max Gunter poured a glass of red wine on Amanda's head.

Her voice changed because of anger.

"Who allows you to slander my friend?"

About a minute later.

Amanda exclaimed.

She quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe her face and skirt.

"Are you crazy? This is red wine!"

She ordered the dress from France, and she wore it for less than an hour!

Max said in an unprecedentedly arrogant tone, "You deserve it!"

Vivian chuckled and said, "Come on. We are not from a family inferior to your Gunter family. Why do we have to let you bully us?"

She pretended to sigh, "Are you so angry because your friend's dirty little secrets have been exposed to the public?"

She said word by word.

"Emily Copper is a slut!"

"Bastard!"

Max was so angry that she raised a fist. Before her fist could land on Vivian, it was grabbed by a gentle and powerful hand.

Emily flicked her hair. "Max, if a dog bites you, do you have to bite it back? You will get rabies."

A force that almost strangled Emily came.

Max hung herself tightly on Emily.

"That's great, honey. I finally see you again…"

Emily stretched out a hand with difficulty and patted her on the back.

This poor girl was obviously excited and incoherent.

"Well, you almost strangled me. Max, I'm back."

“You will see me more often in the future.”

And those who wanted her to die.

Emily's heart was filled with mockery.

Why should she do as those people wished? She wanted to live in the upper class of Britain aboveboard!

"Take a look."

Vivian said stiffly, "The stray dog that has been missing for many years finally found its owner, right?"

"... Because of you, your family will be more embarrassed, Max Gunter."

"You!"

"Okay, my dear."

Emily loosened her grip on Max and patted her soothingly.

Then she walked to Vivian.

Under everyone's shocked and uncertain eyes, she raised her hand and slapped hard on Vivian's face, which cost a lot of money.

"Smart animals always know that they shouldn't provoke people because people can wave their sticks."

Emily was tired of talking nonsense.

These women had been useless rich people for so many years, and of course, they needed someone to bring them a shocking education.

"Rude! Scum!"

Vivian covered her face and burst into tears.

She could feel that the eyes of countless guests at the banquet were staring at her!

Emily rubbed her wrist and said in a condescending tone, "You can tell lies as you like. If you want to taste the taste of slapping again."

Vivian shouted angrily, "I will never let you go!"

"Whatever."

Emily was fearless. "It's as if I have something fucking lost!"