Threat

She could smell his breath, which was very light and fragrant.

But the posture was a bit too ambiguous.

Emma had no choice but to remind him in a low voice, "Um, I'm running out of space..."

Elijah remained silent.

He just stared at Emma quietly, with a look of inquiry and scrutiny.

There was even a hint of killing intent...

Emma's heart skipped a beat.

She had heard that the Johnson Family's god of death was capricious, and now she saw that it was true!

Fortunately, the car stopped at this moment.

Emma quickly opened the car door and got out, leaving only one sentence, "Thank you for giving me a ride home, I'll treat you to dinner another day!"

Then she ran away.

Inside the car, Oliver looked at the fleeing girl and then at Elijah, whose face was constantly changing. He asked in confusion, "What did you do to her?"

"Nothing."

Elijah said calmly, "This girl is deep-minded, you are not allowed to get close to her."

???

Why did he bring him into this?

Oliver was completely confused.

As Oliver pondered over the words, a sudden thought flashed through his mind: could it be that Elijah meant...that Oliver was not allowed to touch the girl, but Elijah was?

Oliver shuddered at the idea.

Perhaps he was overthinking things. After all, expecting ice to melt into water was an unlikely possibility.

As he turned the car around, he spotted Isabella, who had just gotten off William's car by the roadside. She recognized the Johnson Family's car at a glance and made a bold decision amidst her swirling thoughts.

She decided to stage an accident!

Her intention was not to extort money, but to try and catch Elijah's attention.

However, just as she was about to feign a collision with the car, Oliver, who was driving, didn't even notice her and stepped on the gas, driving away without a care in the world.

Isabella was left standing there, drenched in rainwater, feeling frustrated and angry.

"Why, why, why!" she stomped her feet in frustration.

What was she lacking? Why did everyone only have eyes for Emma?

It was unbearable!

Looking up at the towering Miller Family mansion in front of her, a fierce glint flashed in Isabella's eyes.

Sooner or later, everything here will belong to her!

Sooner or later, she will make Emma grovel at her feet, never to rise again!

When Emma entered her home, she couldn't help but think of Elijah's terrifying gaze from earlier. Suddenly, a bold idea popped into her mind. Could it be... because she had looked at Oliver a few times too many?

The whole city knew that Elijah and Oliver were always together, and their relationship was not ordinary. There were also rumors that Elijah was not interested in women. Could it be... that the two of them were actually a couple???

Emma pondered this and felt that there was a possibility. This way, she could indirectly cater to Elijah's preferences in order to win his favor.

After coming to this realization, Emma walked into her villa with a light heart. However, as soon as she stepped inside, she overheard Scarlett coaxing her little brother.

"Noah, you are your father's only son, and your family has such a large estate. If not for you, then who else? But your sister is just a girl. In the future, she will marry and take on someone else's name. You need to be careful. When the time comes, don't let your sister take all of the family's wealth!"

Noah was playing with a Rubik's Cube on the sofa after coming home from school, while Scarlett kept talking beside him.

"Auntie's words are all for your own good. You're still young and don't understand anything. When you grow up, you'll know that Auntie has your best interests at heart!"

Emma lazily leaned against the door and a cold smile appeared on her lips. "How thoughtful of her," she thought.

Which sentence isn't trying to sow discord between the siblings?

What's even more amusing is that he uses one set of arguments in front of Noah, and then switches to another set in front of her.

Emma still remembers being provoked in her past life, with talk of how all the family assets would belong to her brother in the future, and how, after she married William, she wouldn't have any shares in the company and would definitely be looked down upon by the Taylor Family, and so on.

She was foolish then, and actually believed Scarlett's nonsense!

So for a long time, she deliberately distanced herself from her brother because of this resentment.

This kind of malicious provocation is simply killing without a knife.

Emma was about to speak, but Noah suddenly raised his head on the sofa, his cool little face full of impatience, "Have you said enough? It's my turn now. First, I have no objections to giving all the family property to my sister. Second, my sister is great, so you have no right to criticize her!"

He finished speaking and walked away.

For an eight-year-old child, this was an incredibly mature response.

Scarlett was unwilling to give up and wanted to provoke something else.

But then she saw Noah suddenly turn around, and the beautiful faces of the siblings were both wearing a mischievous smile, "I recorded everything Second Aunt just said, and I'll let my dad listen to it later."

A threat!

A blatant threat!

Scarlett never imagined that this little brat would dare to turn the tables on her!

It wouldn't matter if she said these things privately, but if Benjamin heard about it, given his protective nature, he would definitely scold her!

"Noah... Auntie was just joking with you. Why are you taking it seriously?" Scarlett chuckled awkwardly, but caught a glimpse of Emma entering the room from the corner of her eye and immediately shut her mouth.

As soon as he saw his sister come back, Noah happily pulled Emma upstairs. "Sis, come on, I'll show you something fun!"

"Okay."

Ignoring Scarlett, the siblings went straight upstairs.

Once there, Emma bent down to look at her little brother and chuckled. "Did you really record it?"

Noah shook his head honestly. "No, I just wanted to scare her!"

Even if he did record it, their dad wouldn't kick anyone out for something so harmless.

Thinking of this, Noah was a little disappointed. "They're so annoying, always talking bad about my sister..."

Emma gently rubbed her little brother's head and smiled softly. "Don't worry about it, little one. Your sister will handle it. Trust me, okay?"

Her calm tone had a reassuring power.

Noah immediately nodded. He could clearly feel that his sister was different from before, no longer as naive and easily fooled by surface appearances.

Noah felt relieved, and a different light danced in his bright eyes.

After playing video games together for a while, Emma finally got up and went back to her own room.

When Emma reached the door, she noticed that it was slightly ajar. It was evident that someone was inside. Emma furrowed her brows. Everyone in the family knew that she disliked others entering her room, let alone touching her belongings. The servants wouldn't dare to mess around, so it was clear who the intruder was.

Emma pushed the door open and found Isabella sitting in front of her dressing table, fiddling with the jade bracelet that was carefully placed in her box. The bracelet was given to her by Mrs. Taylor, who personally put it on her wrist after her engagement to William. It was a precious heirloom of the Taylor family, passed down only to the daughters-in-law of the family. Emma was thrilled when she received it and had been keeping it safe ever since. She never expected Isabella to take it out and wear it so brazenly.

Emma opened the door wide and said coldly, "Get out." "Why are you so angry, sister? I just envy you," Isabella said, raising her hand and admiring the valuable jade bracelet on her wrist. Suddenly, she giggled and said, "I bet you're really mad right now, and you probably want to hit me, don't you?"

"Do you think I won't?" "Of course you will. How could the Miller family's young lady not dare?" Isabella looked at Emma with a smug expression. "But if you do something to me, what if I accidentally drop this bracelet? What will you do then?"