Chapter 309 – My Accidental Bride Is a Fashion Circle Queen Novel

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“I wonder why you didn’t investigate this point?” Shiloh questioned J-King, “Of course, this isn’t anything worth mentioning anyway. But, when it comes to the fact that Kaleidoscope knows a lot of secrets and information, it is indeed surprising, yet reasonable.”

“This is what sets Eric apart from everyone else. Those that are loyal to him, won’t care that he knows secrets about them. In fact, they will feel like they are being protected.”

“You on the other hand, all you know how to do is blackmail people…this is the difference bet**en the two of you.” After speaking, Shiloh stood up. As she left, she blew a k**s at J-King, “I wish you success and hope you won’t die a painful death!”

“By the way, there are people in this world who think they can achieve the same great things as another person when given their power and status. But, reality will prove that a person should understand their position!”

J-King stroked his l*ps with a cold exp**ssion. He had already gotten to this point, why did he still need to consider his position?

All he knew was, all men had wild ambitions; what man didn’t like power?

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The next day. Emma accompanied Eric as they slept the entire morning away. She originally wanted Eric to rest for a few days. But after seeing the excitement on his face as he discussed ‘Stupid’, she no longer felt she had a reason to hold him back.

The only problem she had at present was, their sleeping position last night…slightly exceeded the level at which she was comfortable with. So, as she woke up, her face slightly blushed red.

A certain male organ was still occupying an important part of her body; she didn’t think it could possibly be comfortable. So, she tried to help him remove it.

As Emma stretched out her hand, Eric woke up. However, he didn’t let her know because he didn’t want his delicate little wife to feel awkward…

After Emma finished what she was doing and covered him with a blanket, Eric finally wr*pped her in his arms and p**ssed her under his body, “Mrs. Roberts, you are extremely virtuous.”

Emma knew he was deliberately trying to t**se her, so she shyly covered her cheeks, “You should sleep for a little while longer, there is still a bit of time before we need to go to the airport.” After speaking, Emma freed herself from Eric’s embrace and hid in the bathroom.

Eric sat up as he chuckled. If he could be this happy every morning, he would be willing to exchange his life for it.

1pm. The couple were due to board their flight back to New York. However, just before boarding time, Emma received an unexpected phone call. As a result, her exp**ssion changed.

“It’s Elodie. Come see me when you get back.”

The Miller family!

Upon hearing Elodie’s voice, Emma felt like she was talking to someone from a previous lifetime. Who would have thought, with the blink of an eye, 9 years had already passed.

In reality, Emma had already become accustomed to having no family. To suddenly receive a phone call from the Miller family, her first thought was, trouble must be brewing.

Noticing Emma remained silent for a while without responding, Elodie spoke in a firmer tone, “Are you not willing?”

“I don’t think we have any need to see each other,” Emma replied directly. During her youth, she had always felt like she had stolen something from others. But that was because, at 17/18-years-old she was still young and impetuous. However, she was now 26-years-old and no longer needed to hide her true thoughts. Towards the Miller siblings, apart from mutual hatred, she did not feel anything else for them.

“Tomorrow morning at 8am, I will get my driver to come pick you up.”

Elodie didn’t seem to care about anything Emma said.

So Emma couldn’t be bothered to continue resisting. In the end, she replied, “I can drive myself.”

“Up to you.”

As Emma put down her phone, Eric placed his arm around her shoulder, “What happened?”

“Elodie wants to meet with me. She is the Miller family’s eldest granddaughter,” Emma explained. “However, I simply want to live my life with you. I don’t want to have anything to do with the Miller family.”

Eric k**sed her on the forehead as he spoke to her in a heart-aching tone, “I know.”

“After I meet with her briefly tomorrow, I’ll come straight home. I’m not going to stick around for long,” Emma waited to see if Eric had an opinion.

“OK. Take our best car out for a drive…”

Emma understood Eric’s intention; he didn’t want her to be looked down upon by Elodie. However, Emma didn’t feel there was any point in doing something like that; Elodie’s deep-rooted discrimination towards her traced all the way back to her mother.

After boarding their flight, Emma fell asleep quickly because of the indulgent activity from the previous night. Meanwhile, Eric held her in his arms as he thought to himself: No one can bully Emma! Not even if they’re from the Miller family!

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The next morning, Emma headed down to their garage and spotted the limited edition Maybach parked in the back corner. However, she shook her head and decided to pick the least attention-seeking car of the lot; this was a more convenient choice.

She was to meet Elodie at one of New York’s most high-class private clubs.

9am. Emma arrived at the club and sat inside the reserved booth to wait for Elodie.

It seemed, even after all these years, Elodie still had the same habit. She enjoyed making others wait for her, so she could highlight her social standing.

But, Emma did not look bothered. She simply remained seated and leisurely fl*pped through some magazines.

Surprisingly, out of the 3 magazines in front of her, she appeared on the front cover of 2 of them.

Half an hour later, Elodie finally made an appearance. Faced with the ruthlessly skilled Elodie, Emma looked like a delicate rose.

Elodie was dressed in a dark red turtleneck sweater, topped off with a black trench coat. Her ink-black hair was styled into voluminous curls which flowed down the back of her body. The makeup on her face was bright but not vulgar and her beauty carried with it a trace of aggressive wildness.

After she spotted Emma, she immediately pulled out a contract from her diamond-encrusted handbag, “This is a transfer certificate for the shares of my entertainment agency. Have a look at it. If you are happy with it, sign it.”

Emma did not respond. The corners of her l*ps carried a slight sense of ridicule.

“A moment ago, I was downstairs drinking some tea with a client. I saw the car you arrived in…Although you are currently dating a big shot in the entertainment industry, it doesn’t seem like you hold much importance to him. The fact that you don’t hold a title or special identity to him is quite disadvantageous. Sign this contract; it will assure you don’t end up with nothing in the future.”

Emma looked down, picked up the coffee cup in front of her and gave it a gentle sip, “Did you call me out here today for this?”

“A few days ago, grandfather mentioned your name in front of me.”

“Are you afraid I’ll return to the Miller household?” Emma finally understood Elodie’s motive. Her voice got colder, “If you didn’t come to disturb me, I would have completely forgotten about the existence of the Miller family. You can take back the agency. If you don’t want me to return, I only need you to follow one condition: Don’t ever show up in front of me again!”

“My true wish is for you to retreat from the modeling industry,” Elodie spoke in an even colder tone, “You are becoming more and more famous. Every time someone mentions you, they are bound to think of your family background. Although we don’t want to admit your relation to us, the media will directly tie us together. I don’t want to see the name of a Miller family member appear in any filthy magazines.”

“Having our names appear alongside the names of cheap people makes me disgusted.”

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