My Most Precious Wife novel Chapter 347

Emily? Was it the Emily he knew?

"Your name is... Emily Gale?”

With a surprised look on his face, Patriarch Gale immediately took out his mobile phone and found out the pictures of Emily that his assistant had retrieved for him.

However, although the girl in the photo was not ugly, she had freckles on her face, which was quite different from the beautiful girl in front of him.

Were they the same person?

"I am Emily, grandpa, do you know me?"

Emily followed his gaze and looked down.

When she saw the photos on the phone screen, her mood became a little bit complicated, "You..."

Why did this old man have her previous photos?

Patriarch Gale looked at the photos and the girl in front of him, only to realize that she really seemed to look more and more alike the girl in the photo.

Joseph had already seen it, "Miss Emily , your father's name is Charles Gale, isn't it?"

The girl in the photo was indeed ugly, but the girl in front of him was definitely one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen.

There was no trace of cosmetics on such a fair and delicate face, this was her true face.

Why were the pictures taken by the detective so ugly?

Could it be that she happened to take a photo of her returning from a masquerade?

If it weren't because the photo didn't match the person, he would have recognized her the last time they met.

"Charles was indeed my father." Emily looked at Joseph, with a trace of defense in her eyes.

"Don't panic, we are not malicious. Besides, look at these two guys..."

Joseph looked at his grandpa and Milo, who had a personality similar to his grandfather, and asked helplessly, "Do they look like bad guys?"

Emily was a little bit dumbfounded. How could a younger generation say this to the elderly’s face?

However, these two elderly people didn't seem to be malicious in any way.

In the distance, Wendy was walking quickly, with a frosty expression, "Grandpa, what's the matter? I'm not feeling well, let's go back first!"

She glared at Emily, and immediately took Emily to leave.

Patriarch Gale said hurriedly, "Didn't I tell you before that I met a nice little girl after coming to Betson City? Unexpectedly, it was your sister!"

Patriarch Gale pulled Emily, and Emily subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was grabbed by him.

"Oh! I feel like having two granddaughters at once, I'm so happy!"

Grandfather? Granddaughter?

Emily looked at Wendy and then at the old man.

It was about Wendy, she subconsciously resisted: "Who are you... who? She... called you grandpa?"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Wendy interrupted immediately, not knowing whether it was too hot or it was because she was nervous, sweating on her forehead.

"Grandpa, she has a bad temper. I'm afraid she will hurt you. Let's go back first!"

"No, Wendy, of course she has a good temper. Grandpa likes her very much."

But, she didn't like her!

Wendy's face was dark, how could this dying old man do that?

But Emily looked at Wendy's anxious appearance, and suddenly got excited.

She also held Old Master Gale’s hand, smiling, "My sister calls you Grandpa, then, I will also call you Grandpa!"

She smiled sweetly, looking indescribably cute, "Grandpa!"

Her voice sounded really sweet.

He had been fantasizing about Emily being his granddaughter for a long time before, but he made a mistake, making him feel like he had lost a granddaughter.

Now, Emily also called him grandfather, as if his granddaughter was back again.

Patriarch was excited, and he nodded repeatedly, "Of course you are also my granddaughter. From now on, you and Wendy will be my granddaughters!"

"Okay!" Although Emily didn't know why Wendy wanted to please him, she didn't hate this old man.