âThe company is busy.â Emmeline helped her dad pick vegetables. âAbel is always in the workshop every day.â
âAbel is ambitious, willing to work hard and put in the effort. Maxwell praised, then sighed.
Perhaps he felt heartbroken that his daughter couldnât be with Abel.
âEmma. Mom waved at the bedroom door. âCome here.
Emmeline put down the vegetables and bent down to pick up little Seal, heading to the master bedroom.
The big bed was covered with colorful satin sheets and a large pile of cotton.
âWhatâs this for? Emmeline asked. âMom, are you making the bed?
âIâm making a wedding bed,â Mom said happily. Itâs for you!â
âBut Hannah hasnât gotten married yet.â Emmeline started to feel nervous and pouted. âWhy are you.
planning for me first?â
âDonât you know whatâs good for you?â Mom frowned. âYouâve all grown up, so whoever is suitable should get married. Why so many rules?â
âWe havenât even made any plans yet!â Emmeline became anxious. âMom, youâre too hasty!â
âIsnât it easy? Mom said happily. âLet Albusâ mom pick an auspicious day and next month, you two can get engaged!â
âMom!â Emmeline almost jumped up. âWhy are you like this?â
Although she had just thought that she could sacrifice herself for her motherâs sake, now that it was becoming a reality, she was still in a panic.
âWhatâs wrong with me? Isnât it all for you?â Mom started to get angry and threw away what she was holding.
âEnough!â Maxwell quickly came over to mediate. âEmma, let your mom do as she pleases. Even if itâs preparing a wedding bed, even if itâs preparing a TV and refrigerator, Iâll buy them today!â
Emmeline didnât dare to provoke Kimberly anymore and went back to the bedroom with little Seal in her Her heart was already full even though she hadnât eaten the pasta yet.
Abel called Emmelige briefly spoke to him.
Just as she was about to hang up, Mom ran over. âTell your brother to come back in the afternoon, and weâll have taquitos!â
Emmeline relayed the message to Abel.
Abel was also at a loss, not knowing what trouble taquitos would bring, but it wouldnât do if he didnât agree. He didnât dare to leave Emmeline alone there.
âAlright,â Abel said. âIâm still busy right now, but Iâll be home at half past five in the afternoon.â
After finishing lunch, their neighbor, Ms. Maggie, came over to help Mom prepare the wedding bed.
Emmeline was afraid that they would bring up Albus matter again, so she quickly closed the door and took a nap.
Ms. Maggie and Kimberly were still busy bustling around when Emmeline woke up after a nap at around two oâclock in the afternoon.
Emmeline hurriedly left home and walked to school.
The new school year was about to begin.
In previous summers, the playground would be overgrown with wild grass, but not this year. The playground was covered with green synthetic turf, making it flat and comfortable to look at.
The academic affairs director, Joseph Sayer, was on duty, and Emmeline greeted him with a smile.
Joseph had become thin, and his spirits were low, âDid the police investigate the case of Ms. Ysabel?â Joseph asked Emmeline directly.
âYes,â Emmeline replied. âIs there still no news about her?â
âNo.â He lowered his head. The police have investigated everyone thoroughly, but they couldnât find a trace of her. Itâs almost become a cold case.â
âDonât worry. Just wait a little longer; there will be news.â She didnât know how to comfort Joseph, so she could only stand there and talk without much concern.
Joseph let out a long sigh, considering the matter closed. He looked at the flat green synthetic turf playground and frowned. âThe school has a whole new look; itâs getting better and better. Just this synthetic turf playground costs over eight hundred thousand dollars, and the ground underneath is compacted with construction waste!â
Construction waste?
Suddenly, Emmeline remembered what Benjamin had said about Diesel being caught delivering construction waste to the school.
She had seen Diesel and the vice principal exchanging secretive conversations in the small garden.
It seemed that the vice principal was taking advantage of the campus construction to make a profit!
When Emmeline returned home from school, Abel was indeed back.
Maxwell cooked a few dishes and said to Abel, âUncle Maxwell, tonight I have a request. Letâs have a good drink together and only stop when weâre drunk!â
âDad!â Emmelineâs eyes widened. âAre you okay? Why do you want to drink until youâre drunk?â