Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56 Impulsive Uncle
"I will," Emily smirked. "But right now, my priority is taking care of my father. Uncle, have you considered finding a wife to take care of you?"

This was the first time Emily had brought up Bert's marital status, and he blushed awkwardly. "I don't need someone to take care of me. I can take care of myself. Getting married costs too much money, and I don't have the energy to think about it. Oh, by the way, did Nathan pay for your father's surgeries? How much was it in total? I need to earn money quickly to pay him back. I don't want to owe him."

"I didn't use his money."

Bert became agitated again. "Why not? He was your husband, he had an obligation to take care of your father."

She could only say, "Not everyone has a conscience."

Bert fumed. "I knew it, these rich people are all bloodsucking capitalists! Emotions mean nothing to them! Sophia must have been deceived by him. I have to go and talk to Sophia, make her leave Nathan!"

Emily quickly grabbed him. "Don't go, maybe Sophia intentionally got close to Nathan?"

"I'm her family! I can't watch her be deceived by a man!" Bert shook off Emily's hand and walked out.

Emily followed him, running after him. "But Sophia's mother agreed to this. She's Sophia's mother; she should understand Sophia's intentions best."

"Don't mention her mother to me! She's a typical gold digger! She cheated on her husband for money!"

As he finished speaking, Bert had reached the hospital's entrance, found a taxi, and got in. "Emily, don't worry, I'll control my temper. I'm just going to reason with Sophia. I'll be back soon."

The taxi quickly drove away, and Emily couldn't stop him.

How could she trust Bert's temper?

If he found out that Sophia was pregnant with Nathan's child, he might impulsively shoot Nathan! That would only make things worse.

Emily was so anxious she stamped her foot.

There was no choice; she gritted her teeth and made a call.

"Emily?" Mr. Satan's voice came through the receiver. "I thought you wouldn't call me again..."

Emily couldn't care less about their unpleasantness from earlier; she was urgent. "Mr. Satan, could you help arrange some caregivers for my father? Right now, as soon as possible."

Mr. Satan quickly agreed, "Okay, I'll arrange it immediately. Don't worry, tell me what's going on."