Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 136 Lisa [Fanwai] Sew her mouth so she can't hear the cry (3)

When my father acquired the factory, he often didn’t go home. Sometimes he came back in a hurry, stayed for a while, and then rushed back.

He has no time to spend with my mother and me. He always says he is busy. He says he wants to give my mother and me a rich home. His factory needs him to take care of it. Soon he will get a lot of profit.

I still talk to my Diane and the plants. The children in the house don't want to talk to me. I can only play with myself. That annoying witch Emily Dale always likes to follow me, She is like a follower, and she can't even shake her off.

I repeatedly warned her not to follow me, but she acted as if she didn't hear me, and told me it was what my father meant.

That Freddie Riley actually lived in my house. He seems to be a down-and-out lawyer with a very bad reputation. He is still with my mother every day, and my mother doesn't care about his sometimes outrageous behavior.

I was going to tell my father that his best friend was a gentle scum, and Emily Dale seemed to know what I was thinking, and said she had something to show me.

She told me not to sleep at night, she wanted to show me some interesting things, although I didn't like her very much, but I was very interested in interesting things when I was young.

If I do it all over again, I must, must not go to see that interesting thing with her, it will be a nightmare in my life.

As night fell, my father still didn't come back this evening. Under my mother's urging, I went to bed early, but I didn't intend to sleep.

Emily Dyer has a date with me, and I don't like to spend my precious sleep time doing boring things, well, anything about Emily Dyer is boring to me.

But she told me it was about my mother having a relationship with Freddie Riley.

What the hell had my mother got to do with that Riley?
The doubts in my heart continued to expand, and the saying that curiosity killed the cat was true.

Late at night, Emily Dale knocked on my door, and she led me by the hand to my mother's door.

She quietly opened the door and let me see what was going on inside. Dim yellow light came out from the door, panting continuously, and an ambiguous atmosphere came from the room.

I swear, I don't want to see this kind of scene again, I can't help but want to retch, such a nasty scene, my mother, behind my father's back, did this kind of thing with that hypocritical man.

How can they do this?So what exactly is my father?So what am I?
Emily Dyer covered my mouth "intimately" and carried me back to my room.

"How? Do you understand?"

Emily Dell folded her arms around her chest and raised the tails of her eyes lightly, as if she was stating an ordinary thing, and my desire to vomit surged again.

I just find it all hard to swallow.

I want to tell my father, he will definitely have a solution to this matter, Emily Dell saw my small thoughts, and her indifferent words almost crushed my struggling thoughts.

"Don't think about telling the truth. If you want to tell the truth, you don't want to be able to live here."

I don't believe it, can she really kill me?I resisted the thought of vomiting all over her, and told her with firm eyes.

"You won't succeed, I want to tell my father, you people are really disgusting."

Emily Dyer shrugged her shoulders to show that she knew this was going to happen, when suddenly the door was thrown open and in came that fake Freddie Riley.

He has a bad complexion and a tall figure. Although he is wearing decent and luxurious clothes, he hides a heart like a poisonous scorpion in his heart. The gold-rimmed glasses he wears make him look like a human being. The corners of his mouth are curled up, but his eyes are very thin cold.

"You disgusting person, get out of my room!"

I yelled at him, he chuckled disapprovingly, and looked at Emily Dell who was beside me.

"Miss Lydia Jones, your actions today have broken our original plan."

He walked towards Emily Dale, with a bewitching tone, pinching Emily Dale's chin with his slender, fair fingers, forcing her eyes to meet his.

But it's not dissatisfaction with what she did today.

"Isn't it going to be discovered sooner or later anyway? Mr. Sven Scum?"

Emily Dale narrowed her eyes dangerously, and knocked Freddie Riley's hand off her chin with her hand.

The other hand quickly took out a syringe from the medicine box, and quickly pressed it against Freddie Riley's throat. A sharp needle could easily kill someone.

"Touch me again, and I'll send you to God."

Emily Dell's icy blue eyes were full of coldness.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Freddie Riley laughed, raised his hands in feigned surrender, and backed away from Emily Dale.

The eyes of the two gentlemen met, and then they all looked at me.

"This little bastard who wants to inform you still needs to be resolved."

　The previous hidden CP was decided a long time ago. Now it is scrapped. Well, the two are in a mess. There is no CP relationship line. It’s over. It’s probably deceiving each other

　　
　
(End of this chapter)