Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Pink Car
A designer named Morgan?

Emily's heart sank. Apart from Logan Morgan, who else could it be? And Logan Morgan's daughter, who was about to get married, is Sophia.

Emily felt like she must have owed Sophia a lot in her past life. That's why Sophia could keep taking precious things away from her in this life—her husband and family.

It's ridiculous. Her father had also become Sophia's father, even helping her marry into the Reed family.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Are you listening?"

Emily nodded. "I'm listening."

Jackson pushed his sunglasses up and continued driving with one hand. "To be honest, I don't like dealing with these people either. But my brother insists that I must leave a good impression on this designer and bring him into our company. This would cause our family's real estate stocks to rise."

Emily asked in confusion, "Isn't your brother in the entertainment industry? Is he also investing in real estate now?"

"My brother mentioned that he has a capable friend who's a real estate tycoon. He probably wants to start a real estate company with his friend. But I've always been skeptical. Is this Morgan guy really that amazing?"

"If he's famous in Europe and your brother values him so much, he must have his exceptional qualities."

"Yeah," Jackson suddenly realized, then asked, "How did you know he's famous in Europe? Is he a distant relative of yours?"

Emily forced a bitter smile. "If I had such a rich relative, would I still need to worry about my father's medical expenses?"

Upon hearing this, Jackson fell silent.

The car moved along more smoothly.

He rubbed his nose and sneaked a glance at her through the rearview mirror. Emily seemed preoccupied all day. Although her face didn't show emotions, she definitely wasn't happy.

She had that masked man as a backer now. Was there a problem between her and the masked man?

"Doesn't the masked man cover your father's medical bills?"

Emily glanced at him but quickly looked away. "He pays the bills, but I can't rely on him forever. I have to work hard on my own."

Jackson teased her, "So you're not aiming to become Mrs. Reed after all! If you want to be Mrs. Reed, you have to be like Sophia. You don't need to do anything except bear a child—that's enough."

"Perhaps," Emily forced a smile. "Boss, did you call me out today just to remind me about the important client? I'm just a makeup artist working backstage. I shouldn't have any contact with him, right?"

Hearing this, Jackson felt a headache coming on.

"That Mr. Morgan has a son. His son is quite mischievous. Last time at the car exhibition, his son damaged one of my million-dollar sports cars! My brother said, to win over Mr. Morgan, the best way is to get along with his son. He really doted on his son. But winning over a child isn't my strong suit. Every time I see the kid, I feel like throwing him out."

Emily smirked slightly.

Herry?