Chapter 245 Misunderstanding
After Claudia and Arianna left the mall, Arianna was still muttering, âHas my uncle lost his mind? How
could he not see through such a trick?â
Claudia chuckled, recalling the time when Edmond and Rosalie were entangled. She also wondered if
Edmond was out of his mind, unable to see that Rosalie was such an obvious gold-digger. Now
thinking about it, it wasnât that men couldnât see it, but they were habitually immersed in the illusion of
gentleness.
Arianna was talking while she and her companion, laden with bags, got into the car. Arianna said she
was pregnant and couldnât lift heavy things, so most of the stuff was still carried by Arianna.
âWhere to?â Arianna asked, buckling her seatbelt and raising an eyebrow.
Claudia was deep in thought when a convertible sports car sped by. She happened to catch a glimpse
of the person inside.
It was Felicia and Thomas.
âDo you know how to tail a car?â Claudia smirked, âFollow that car ahead.â
Back then, when she was in the organization, she undertook various
tasks, one of which was to teach mistresses a lesson.
Emily disdained to lecture Felicia, so she did it.
Arianna intuitively stepped on the gas and quickly followed.
In a certain room of the Johnsonâs manor, the thick golden-red patterned carpet as spotless, the walls
were adorned with beautifully clean carved wallpaper, and the exquisite crystal chandelier was so
bright that it was hard to keep oneâs eyes open.
In the corner, on the sofa, sat an old woman and a finely dressed Emily.
âDo you want to reconsider the matter about Thomas?â Melanie looked at her beloved little daughter,
her heart twisted into a knot.
Yesterday, her family had embarrassed Thomas in front of so many people, and she had been feeling
uneasy ever since.
âMom, are you also trying to persuade me?â Emily laughed helplessly. At her age, getting a divorce had
become a joke.
âIâm not trying to persuade you, I just want you to think carefully about the many years of feelings
youâve had. Iâm afraid youâll make a decision in a moment of impulse,â Melanie sighed. âIâm old, half in
the grave, and all I want is for you to be happy. Whatever decision you make, your father and I will
support you. If you ever want to come back, there will always be a place for you in this home.â
Emilyâs nose was both dry and sour. It is said that a married daughter has no home, yet she was so
fortunate. Despite being sick for many years, she still had a home.
âMom, I understand what you mean. After I meet with Thomas, I will talk to him properly.â
Melanie nodded in satisfaction, âThat Felicia canât stir up any trouble, the most important thing is
Thomas himself.â
Just then, the butler came over and knocked on the door, whispering, âMadam, Ms. Emily, Thomas has
arrived and is outside the door.â
Speak of the devil and he shall appear.
Emily calmly walked downstairs, seeing Thomas anxiously standing by the door from a distance, her
heart suddenly stirred.
After recovering from her illness, her gratitude towards Thomas surpassed her feelings for him. She
never expected that he had been by her side all these years. She thought she would see the light at the
end of the tunnel, but she never expected it to end in such a melodramatic
way.
The moment Thomas saw Emily, the shameful scene from last night flashed in his mind. The guilt deep
in his heart vanished, replaced by endless anger.
âEmily, you Johnson family are really vicious. What did Elva do to offend you? Were you trying to break
her legs?â
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Thomas launched into a barrage of accusations right off the bat.
Emilyâs face suddenly turned cold: âThomas, what are you talking about? What does Elvaâs broken leg
have to do with our family? Raging mindlessly at your age, I think youâve really gone se nile!â
âElva is in the hospital now, her leg was broken when she came here yesterday. If it wasnât you guys,
then who could it be?â Thomas was infuriated by her calling him âse nileâ. âYouâve never liked her, now
sheâs in Vencumfield, and sheâs not bothering you guys, why canât you even spare a disabled person?
No matter what, sheâs still our daughter!â
Emily didnât know what he was ranting about, but she roughly understood the meaning of his words.
Elva, for some unknown reason, broke her prosthetic limb and blamed them for it.
Emily had originally wanted to have a good chat with Thomas, but now she had completely lost
interest.
âShe has parents, how is she our daughter?â Emily looked coldly at Thoma sâs surprised face, walked
to the edge of the sofa, took out a pile of documents from her handbag and threw them in front of him,
âElva has been in contact with her parents, using our money to support them. All the evidence is here,
only a fool like you is still being deceived by her.â
Thoma sâs lips quivered, his eyes filled with shock.
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Elvaâs parents werenât actually dead?
Upon seeing the photo above, Thoma sâs face instantly turned pale, veins bulging on his forehead,
throbbing faintly.
The person on this, is the one who Elva claimed to be her uncle and aunt last time.
Also, Elvaâs leg had nothing to do with me, nor with my family. Donât jump to conclusions based on
rumors.
Emilyâs voice was calm, her heart as still as water.
Seeing these materials, Thomas felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water, instantly
sobering up. He looked at Emily, his lips trembling, âEmily, I⦠Iâm sorry, I was too impulsive.â
Emily waved her hand dismissively, saying coldly, âHurry up and leave, I have guests coming later.â
Thomas wanted to explain a couple of things, but the disdainful look she gave him made his face heat
up a bit.
He never imagined that Elva would deceive him
He originally thought that Elva was the only relative standing by his side, but now thinking about it, he
himself was the clown.
âWhy are you still here? Waiting for dinner?â Emilyâs voice was as cold as an ice pick
Thoma sâs heart clenched tightly,
Just as he was about to walk out the door, he bumped into someone
head-on.
âMarcos!â
The guest Emily mentioned turned out to be Marcos!
Thinking of the Johnson familyâs attitude and Marcosâ motivation, Thomas suddenly realized,
âAlright, very wellâ¦â He stared intently at Marcos, âHow long have you two been together?â
Marcos furrowed his brow, âThomas, just because youâre dirty doesnât mean everyone else is.â
Thomas snorted coldly, glanced at Emily, and quickly walked away.
In the Fergusonâs manor, the luxurious decorations were all in a vintage style. Horace was sitting on the
sofa, listening to the detectiveâs report
âEdmondâs death was indeed strange, as no one had seen him after he
died. But because the idea of faking death was too incredible, no one had ever doubted it. Mr.
Ferguson, did you receive any information?â
The speaker, wearing black sunglasses, couldnât help but reveal a look of shock on his face.
He was quite well-known in the detective world, but resurrection was indeed rare.
But according to the investigation, it was indeed possible that Edmond was still alive.
âTristen could die and live again, why couldnât he?â Horaceâs handsome face held a hint of sarcasm.
âDid you check on Magnus? Is he the same person as Edmond?â