Franklin didn't expect Emily to eavesdrop and immediately stood up. At this time, the old housekeeper who had followed Emily also ran in and reported to Mrs. Brent awkwardly, "I'm sorry, madam. I couldn't stop Miss Johnson."
Mrs. Brent was also frightened. Now that she was woken up by the old housekeeper's words, she immediately scolded him, "What's the use of keeping you? You can't even keep an eye on a woman."
If he had done his job, Emily wouldn't have known what she had done to her.
Although she was not afraid if Emily found out, it would be better that she didn't. Men were all easily swayed. If Emily whispered in Franklin's ear again, who had already had a grudge against her, could it be possible that the relationship between her and her son became irreparable?
"Sorry, madam. It's my fault." The old housekeeper nodded quickly to admit his mistake and looked ashamed.
However, Emily would not be fooled by Mrs. Brent and the housekeeper. She looked at Franklin sadly and asked, "So you know, so you know that I was misdiagnosed because of your mother, and you know that I had to leave Lancaster because your mother forced me to. I thought you didn't know, but I was wrong. Do you know why I came today? It was not about visiting her, nor visiting your bullshit yard. I was just angry because I knew the truth. I wanted to see this hateful old witch and ask her why in person. But I didn't do it just now because I was afraid of hurting you and making you sad. But it turns out you knew everything."
"Emily, I can explain it to you later." Franklin put his arms around her shoulder with a cold face and tried to take her away.
Mrs. Brent was already trembling with anger. It was a great humiliation for her to be scolded by Emily as an old witch.
But she didn't expect that the more shocking thing was that Emily threw Franklin's arm away and jumped at her. As soon as Emily came up, she put her hands around Mrs. Brent's neck as if she was going to strangle her to death.
"What are you doing? Let go of me and pull her away." Mrs. Brent screamed like a chicken whose neck had been stepped on, and her hands kept waving and pushing.
But Emily was as strong as a horse for she was so pissed off. Although Franklin immediately reacted and hugged her, it took him a while to pull her away.
Emily had already taken advantage of this time to punch and kick Mrs. Brent, and she had even scratched Mrs. Brent's face with her nails.
The old housekeeper looked at the bloodstains on Mrs. Brent's face and was so frightened that he couldn't utter a word as he pointed at Mrs. Brent's face.
Mrs. Brent touched her face and saw the blood, and immediately screamed in fear. Trembling, she pointed at Emily and cursed, "You crazy woman, you... You hurt my face. Call the police. Call the police."
"Enough." Franklin shouted angrily, and Mrs. Brent froze out of shock.
Emily was still struggling in his arms, sobbing.
Because Franklin refused to let go, she couldn't get out and took a nasty bite on Franklin's arm. He frowned and his arm was bleeding.
Franklin was sweating in pain, but he still didn't let go.
When Emily tired out and finally let go of his arm, she almost fainted from the excitement and he picked her up.
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