After rebirth, My high school wife's counterattack92.86%

Are you fantasizing about me?

She didn't know how this guy's imagination worked!

Looking at William's angry face, Emma couldn't help but laugh.

"What kind of rare flower are you, sticking gold on your face like that? Instead of questioning me, why don't you go home and ask your parents?"

If this arrangement wasn't authorized by the Taylor Family, then who else could have done it?

Ever since she was rejected for breaking off the engagement, she had been full of questions.

What did the Taylor Family see in her? They had never liked her before, but now they were threatening the Miller Family and refusing to let her break off the engagement.

After Emma finished speaking, she glared at William and told him to get lost. "You're blocking my light. Don't need to see me out."

"..."

William didn't know how many times he had been humiliated like this. He gritted his teeth and left the classroom in anger.

Isabella didn't participate in the action to suppress Emma this time. Ever since Emma beat her up, she had learned to be patient.

She had to make sure she didn't make any mistakes and patiently wait for her father's plan to succeed!

By then, her current patience would be her future assertiveness.

But today.... The contents of the accommodation arrangement were poking at her heart one by one!

To let Emma and William live under the same roof!?

As William left, Emma patted Isabella on the shoulder and said, "Your Brother William has gone. Why don't you go after him?"

Isabella was suspicious. Could Emma really be so kind-hearted?

Ignoring Isabella's wary expression, Emma smiled and pointed out a clear path for her. "Even if this arrangement cannot be changed, you can always invite someone else to live with you..."

That was all she said.

Since this matter was arranged by the Taylor family, the outcome could not be changed. Emma refused to live under the same roof as William, so Isabella was a better option.

If Isabella could live with William, she could prevent anything from happening between him and Emma, and get closer to William before the white moonlight appeared in his heart.

Isabella's eyes lit up at the thought. It was a win-win situation!

Without further hesitation, Isabella rushed out of the classroom to follow William.

Emma yawned lazily, propping up her head.

She knew Isabella would succeed. With such a talent, how could she have fooled everyone with her amiable appearance in her past life?

Sure enough, after two hours, Isabella's name was added to the dormitory assignment list.

The allocation was very efficient. After class in the afternoon, everyone followed the arrangement and went back to their dormitories to tidy up.

After all, it was a privately established aristocratic school with superior conditions. Everything was well-organized, including new bed sheets, blankets, and daily necessities.

Emma and William were assigned to an apartment-style dormitory with two floors and three rooms, one downstairs and two upstairs.

Emma walked in and happily chose the best and biggest room on the second floor.

She was not the kind of person who would compromise.

William had originally wanted to give the upstairs room to Isabella, but he was stopped by the butler who was watching him. "Young master, the madam has already made a big concession. Don't make it difficult for us."

Although Isabella was unwilling, she had fought hard for this and didn't dare to make a fuss. She looked at William affectionately and said, "Brother William, it's okay. As long as I can see you every day..."

"Okay."

And so, Emma and William lived on the second floor. Their rooms were adjacent to each other, and they could even see each other's balcony by turning their heads.

Not interested in the romantic affair happening downstairs, Emma went straight to her room and closed the door, completely unaffected as she tidied up.

The room was clean and tidy, but of course, there was nothing much to tidy up. She just had an extra precautionary measure and carefully checked the room for any cameras or similar devices.

Fortunately, there was nothing.

Emma had just sat down when she received a call from Uncle Robinson.

Uncle Robinson was an old shareholder of the Miller Family enterprise and was the only person in the previous life who had reached out to help the defeated Miller Family. He was absolutely trustworthy.

This time, she had asked Uncle Robinson to secretly help her keep an eye on her Second Uncle Thomas in the company.

Now it seemed that there was news.

Emma answered the phone, "Hello, Uncle Robinson, how did things go?"

"Very smoothly, just as you expected. He took the bait, and the transaction will take place tonight at nine o'clock at the De Nice Bar."

Uncle Robinson on the other end of the line finished speaking and couldn't help but sigh, "You girl, why did you have to keep this big matter from your father? Losses like this are no joke."

"I know, I'll handle it well. Thank you, Uncle Robinson. You've worked hard!" Emma said, giving some sweet words of praise. Uncle Robinson on the other end of the phone was amused by her words and didn't say anything else.

After hanging up the phone, Emma's lips curled up slightly. After waiting for so many days, she finally got what she wanted.

Ever since she overheard Isabella and her daughter's conversation, she knew what they were up to.

In her previous life, at this time, Thomas, the deputy director of the procurement department of the Miller Family enterprise, embezzled 60 million, which caused the company's reputation to plummet and its stock to fall sharply. Benjamin was widely criticized and suffered heavy losses.

And what about Thomas, who swallowed up 60 million?

He knelt in front of Benjamin, crying and begging for forgiveness, saying that he was inexperienced and had been deceived by others. He put on a good show of tears and emotions.

The most troublesome thing was that Benjamin actually believed it...

Uncle Robinson asked Emma on the phone why she didn't reveal this matter to her father, which was actually the reason

What's the use of just talking about it?

And how could she let Thomas succeed so easily?

After starting to live on campus, Emma had to attend classes or evening self-study every night and was not allowed to leave the school until the weekend.

When she returned to her small apartment after evening self-study, it was already 8:30 pm. She packed her bag and jumped down from the balcony.

The summer breeze was cool, and the streetlights looked like a Milky Way in the dark night. Emma walked along the places with unclear vision and soon arrived at the school wall. She agilely climbed over it and headed towards the De Nice Bar.

It was the largest and most upscale bar in the city.

Tonight, Thomas would make an underground transaction with the person who sold experimental building materials, and Emma's goal was to quietly steal the contract he signed. Before entering the bar, she changed into a dress from her bag, replacing her school uniform.

The moment she stepped into the bar, her outstanding temperament and stunning face immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Her black hair flowed down to her waist like a waterfall, and her exquisite and fair face was without makeup, with bright eyes and white teeth.

The lazy charm emanating from her body was like a fairy in the forest, both enchanting and pure, stunningly beautiful. Within a minute of entering the bar, several people came over to chat with her while holding their drinks. Emma passed by them with an apology.

She was not there to play, but to cause trouble. Uncle Robinson said on the phone that Thomas would sign a contract with the seller tonight at the De Nice Bar, but the bar was so big with so many private rooms that she had to find a way to search them one by one. Emma walked inside, searching for Thomas.

A heavily drunk man followed closely behind her.

"Little beauty, little beauty, don't run so fast, big brother won't eat you up..."

The man was obviously heavily drunk, speaking with a slurred voice and laughing as he lunged towards her.

Emma, who had a bad temper to begin with, sneered and was about to kick the man away.

But before she could do anything, someone else moved faster and hit harder than her. She didn't even see how the person kicked, but the drunk man had already been sent flying and stuck to the wall.

Emma: "..." Was this the legendary unbeatable fighter?

Before she could recover from her shock, a familiar voice came from behind her.

"What are you doing here?"

The voice was magnetic and pleasant, as always cold and clear.

Emma turned around and saw Elijah's extraordinary handsome face. Today, Elijah was wearing an expensive dark blue suit that made him look even more slender and tall.

His every move exuded a noble and elegant aura, making people feel both fascinated and intimidated.

Emma blinked and couldn't help but take a few more glances. She had never realized before that someone could look so perfect in clothes and yet still have a great body.