Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 362

"Look, here comes the Albertons."

"Heavens! We have to leave now!"

The driver sent Emma to this place one day before her birthday. There was a 500-square-meter quadrangle courtyard which was surrounded by four buildings on all four sides. Bodyguards lived in two buildings outside and Mr. Alberton's wives and two sons lived in the building inside.

Emma stood at the intersection and waited since Bernice would come later.

Before Bernice arrived, Emma could feel that people crossing the road stare at her with a frightened look ever since she stood there.

Hunter's car finally stopped and then Riley came down from the backseat. Emma nodded at them and said courteously, "Good evening, Ms. Riley, Hunter."

Riley was nearly fifty years old, and she was the oldest among Mr. Alberton's wives. Therefore, she was really obsessed with skin care. She basically went to the beauty center every day. For example, if she had pimples, she would definitely go to consult the expert to see if she needed to pop the pimples or just ignored them. If she had to get rid of pimples immediately, she would like to know when she should do it.

Riley lifted her chin and then smiled as if she realized something. "Well, it's your birthday tomorrow, isn't it? How time flies! You are already eighteen years old. You are a young lady now." Riley looked at her carefully and said, "You really look like Master."

That word did not sound like a compliment. It was uncommon for someone to say that a woman looked like a man unless that man was delicate and pretty. As for Mr. Alberton, he looked quite strong and tough. Riley actually mocked that Emma was ugly by saying that she looked like her dad.

"Thank you, Riley. I will never forget your kindness." Emma said coldly.

Riley was dissatisfied with Emma's attitudes and then just went away unhappily as she said some dirty words, "You son of bitch!"

Emma stood there as if she didn't hear anything at all. Perhaps she had heard about those unpleasant words for so many times that she could barely feel or do anything now.

Hunter looked at her and asked, "Why are you standing here?"

"I am waiting for someone." She just said a few words.

Hunter waved his hand to the driver and asked him to drive the car away. Then, he stood beside her and smoked a cigarette.

It seemed that he wanted to wait with her.

"It's not safe here lately." He seemed to be explaining.

Emma sneered inside herself. The most unsafe place was the house she was about to go in later.

Of course, she didn't say anything. She already knew what to say and what not to say in her family. She also understood when to be gentle so as to gain the most from the family or when to present herself so as to get a little admiration for Bernice and gain recognition from Mr. Alberton.

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman nervously came to Hunter and knelt down. "Mr. Hunter, would you please forgive him for what he did? He knows he made a huge mistake! Please let him go!"

Hunter looked impatient because he was disturbed. He waved his hand and then a few bodyguards rushed out, grabbing the woman's hands and dragging her out.

The woman cried and shouted. Suddenly, she saw Emma beside her and immediately crawled forward and cried, "Miss Emma, I know that you are a kind lady. Please save my son! Please save him! Save him ... He was just careless! He didn't mean to do anything bad!"

Emma used to see people like this woman in the quadrangle courtyard, in the arena and in the horse farm. Where there were the Albertons, there would be people from all walks of life kneeling down, crying and begging for mercy. But what they did was useless. Some people even committed suicide on the spot.

Emma became indifferent now.

Bernice always said that she should pretend to be scared and cover her eyes like a girl. Then Mr. Alberton would see her as a girl and tried to make her happy.

However, Emma could not do it. Ever since she remembered things when she was three years old, everything seemed to be bloody around her.

Everyone in this family was ruthless.

"You crazy murderers! You will be punished! You will be punished! The Albertons will definitely be punished!"

The woman was dragged away by a bodyguard with her mouth covered.

Emma gave no response.

Hunter beside her looked at her and smiled, "Of all the siblings, I like you the most. If you weren't a girl, I might not be the next successor."

"Hunter, you shouldn't say something like this." Emma said softly.

"How dare his son spat on my favorite leather shoes! I just cut out his tongue and didn't even kill him. I am not doing something bad, right?"

As the lights lit up, Emma still remembered the cold and scary look of that young man. He was like a wolf preparing to take on bigger prey.

"You don't have to worry about that woman's crazy words." Thinking that she was afraid of the woman's curse, he kindly comforted Emma, "I will take care of everything. There is no need for you to worry about that."

Emma stopped talking.

That was how she got along with her siblings for those years. She didn't know how to pretend to be soft and pitiful as Bernice taught her.