Emily put on makeup before coming down. She did a smoky dark emo style in a hurry and looked like a zombie.
Wendy and Kate's heart relaxed. Charles on the other hand was shocked, "Why... did you do this? Hurry up and wash away that makeup!"
She was so innocent and pretty a moment ago but now, she looks horrible!
What kind of look is this? This daughter of mine is beyond hope!
Instead, Emily smiled as she walked to her father. She didn't think that her makeup looked terrible.
She laughed, "Father, why did you summon me? I was about to sleep! I'm so tired tonight!"
"You..."
"Since you are tired, then, let's not discuss what happened tonight. Go and rest." Hunter stood up. But he didn't leave, instead, he walked towards Emily!
He was calm and composed without a hint that he was angry but Emily could smell danger.
She backed off a couple of steps and forced a smile, "Then... I'll go up first, please excuse me."
In her previous life, Hunter hated her thick makeup. She learned not to makeup so as to please him. She didn't expect that everyone thought that she was prettier without any makeup. Now that she has that zombie look, Hunter must not like it, isn't it?
Hunter didn't say anything, Emily turned to leave.
As she turned around, she heard a deep voice from behind, "I'll accompany you."
What? What did he mean? Does he mean that he'll accompany her while she rested upstairs?
Emily was hoping that she imagined what she heard, but following that, Hunter said to Charles and dashed all her hopes.
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