"Aitken family ? Emily Aitken is my wife now, do you think I have the right to be in charge!" George Smith's voice is low, his words revealing an irresistible aura.
The old lady Song thought left and right. On the one hand, she was afraid of George Smith's majesty, and on the other hand, she didn’t want her son to suffer this dumb loss. She boldly said to Emily Aitken: "Emily , if you still recognize this father, then you will be honest. Actually return the Aitken family and the Aitken family , otherwise, you just wait for retribution."
"Dad? I'm gone for a long time, grandma, when you told me to miss my old love, why didn't you let Oliver Aitken treat my mother better? And the Aitken family was originally my mother's, what does it mean to go back? Retribution? See who the retribution is." Emily Aitken sneered, her eyes full of hatred for Oliver Aitken.
"What if it's that bitch? If he died, he wasn't buried in the ancestral grave of my Aitken family . You can quickly return it to me." Old lady Song cursed.
It seems that everyone in the Aitken family has this ugly face when mentioning her mother, who is good at being deceived? It's really an eternal theorem.
Emily Aitken is also angry. What she can't tolerate the most is that the Aitken family abused her mother without a bottom line. She glared: "Grandma, my mother has been dead for so long, why are you still so vicious? Back to the Aitken family ? Yes, let Oliver Aitken kneel in front of my mother's tombstone and kowtow to admit his mistake!"
"Don't think about it!"
Emily Aitken looked for her voice, and an angry Oliver Aitken stood at the door.
He walked to the old lady Song in three steps in two steps, helped her and reprimanded her in a low voice, "Didn't I let you find this white-eyed wolf? Let's go!"
Taking advantage of the situation, Emily Aitken stopped him: "Grandma, I gave you the opportunity. Oliver Aitken doesn't cherish it. Don't come to Smith 's house to make trouble in the future!"
"Shut up, you mean, snake-hearted, vicious woman, I won't apologize to that bitch even if I die, she deserves hahahaha, she deserves it!" Oliver Aitken looked crazy, looking up and laughing.
Grandma Ferguson never spoke. When the two walked to the door, Grandma Ferguson suddenly looked back: "Can I kneel for Oliver?"
"Mom, what are you talking about!" Oliver Aitken suddenly realized what his mother had said, his eyes widened in surprise, and his voice rose by two degrees.
At the same time, Emily Aitken was also stunned. She thought that Grandma Ferguson would yell at her after she said this, spit at her, and would rush over to beat her again. Only, this turned out to be her. Unexpectedly.
"Don't talk." Mrs. Aitken pushed her son away and looked at Emily Aitken firmly. She asked again.
Now, Emily Aitken reacted, she couldn't smile anymore, she said 10,000 times in her heart that it was OK, her mouth seemed to be glued, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't say the simple "good" word.
She squirmed her lips, and finally shook her head.
Grandma Ferguson knew she was making things difficult for Oliver Aitken, so anger, anger, and hatred turned into disappointment on her face.
Yes, she failed. Even if she made a hundred and one thousand games, this vicious woman would not agree.
Grandma Ferguson held Oliver Aitken's hand again, and the two walked very slowly. Despite this, they disappeared from Emily Aitken's vision a few minutes later.
"From now on, no matter who it is, as long as it is unfavorable to your wife, you must take absolute protective measures. Today, you will be fined one day's wages as a punishment." George Smith scanned.
The servants lowered their heads. No one complained about George Smith's punishment. They all feared him from the bottom of their hearts and nodded obediently. After he told them to go to work, the servants scattered.
Emily Aitken realized afterwards and asked blankly: "Where is Austin?"
She didn't want Austin Aitken to see this scene before her.
The aunt who cleaned the hall heard this and no matter whether she was asking her or not, she replied: "Douglas sees that it is Mrs. Aitken . He brought the young master back to the room immediately."
She breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled slightly: "There are people like Oliver Aitken who are willing to pay for him."
Emily Aitken couldn't understand very much, she drilled her horns, and the more she wanted to, the more she couldn't get out.
George Smith held her hand, as if he could feel her sadness, he remained silent, conveying his own temperature with the palm of his hand.
When the two returned to the room, Emily Aitken looked at the door and lost her senses.
For a long time, she looked at George Smith blankly: "Am I doing something wrong?"
"You don't need to pretend to be strong in front of me. As for right or wrong, you don't have the answer in your heart!" George Smith touched her soft hair comfortingly.
It was like strands of thought, and George Smith's fingers were mixed with hair and slipped to the end of the hair.
Yes, if she does not feel that she is at fault, she will not question what she has done.
Emily Aitken always felt that something was very close to her. When she wanted to get closer, she couldn't see what it was. This feeling was especially clear when she saw Oliver Aitken.
She lowered her head.
"If you are guilty, then find a way to compensate them." George Smith reminded him that her expression was really tangled.
Emily Aitken shook her head sharply: "No, I don't feel guilty!"
I am not ashamed!
She seemed to be brainwashing herself, speaking very loudly.
George Smith knew how to proceed gradually. He didn't continue to let Emily Aitken compensate, instead he talked to her about some other things and successfully attracted Emily Aitken's attention away.
After this incident, Emily Aitken spent a boring week at home again. The marks on her neck disappeared completely, and she was regained whiteness. The first thing she did was to run away with her son.
Austin Aitken also knew that her mother had been ill for a long time, and this time she was very clingy and wandered behind her ass for a day.
The driver George Smith invited was a taxi driver in his 30s. Of course, he can do more than just driving!
The next day, Emily Aitken got up early and arrived at the company. She had just sat down for a while, and Arlo Hunter opened the door of the office. Then she realized that George Smith had transferred Arlo Hunter to Song.
Surprised, Arlo Hunter said: "Mr. Aitken, you are now a 100% controlling shareholder of the Soong family, and the real estate department was also cut yesterday."
"What?" Emily Aitken was taken aback.
"These are all ordered by Mr. Smith. On the part of the shareholders, he said he would compensate you."
make up?
Emily Aitken unconsciously thought of what happened before, even though it had been more than ten days, she still blushed and heartbeat when she thought of it.
However, this compensation is too expensive, right?
Emily Aitken is immersed in her own world, she doesn't even know when Arlo Hunter left.
"Mr. Aitken!" Juliet shouted.
Emily Aitken pulled back his thoughts.
She said that in the past few days, the former formulator of the Aitken family has been dug back, and the Aitken family 's career has gradually been on the right track.
"There is another decision that you need to make. Should we sell or rebuild the land in the school district?" Juliet took out a stack of documents from the folder and handed it to Emily Aitken.
She swept around, and answered without thinking, "Give it toCNB company ."
"Eh? Oh, good."
Juliet didn't react for a while.
"Any other things?" Emily Aitken asked.
Juliet opened the folder and looked at the itinerary she had drawn up: "There are no arrangements for the time being, but I think Mr. Aitken should visit Ms. Henderson. It is said that she has not appeared in the public eye for so long. Guess what kind of illness she got. It was because of us. Mr. Aitken was sick before. Now that he has recovered, he should ask about Ms. Henderson's current situation as soon as possible.
Emily Aitken pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.