Chapter 185 Does Emilia Like Alexander?
Michael's grin spread wide as soon as he heard the secretary's news. "Wait, Emilia's into Alexander? She's always been spoiled and gets whatever she wants. If she tries to seduce Alexander, then Catherine's all mine!"
"Even if Ms. Windsor isn't into you right away, seeing Emilia with Mr. Howard will definitely get under her skin. You can use that to your advantage and go after Ms. Windsor."
Michael's smile turned smug. "You're right. I'm gonna find Emilia right now."
Just outside the door, Esme overheard Michael and the secretary's scheming and clenched her teeth in anger.
'Michael never sees me as family. He doesn't even think about why he has what he has today! Emilia, with her spoiled attitude, never listens to reason and always looks down on people.' Just thinking about her made Esme fume! 'How could a perfect guy like Alexander ever be into her?'
Esme's face twisted with jealousy. 'No way! I can't let Emilia win! But if Emilia or Catherine messes up today, Alexander will be mine.'
At the door, Emilia, dressed in a light purple strapless gown, lazily watched the scene. Her golden curls flowed down her back like a doll's, making her look as delicate as a display piece in a shop window.
"Emilia, I heard someone is going to steal your spotlight today!" Esme shouted.
Emilia spat out a cherry pit, her crimson lips slightly parted. "What did you call me?"
Esme gritted her teeth and reluctantly spoke again, "Ms. Hughes."
"That's right. If it were someone else, they wouldn't be as reasonable as I am," Emilia said arrogantly.
'Reasonable? This is outright nonsense!' Esme thought.
But Emilia was the apple of the Hughes Family's eye, cherished by Anthony. If she was unhappy and wanted Esme gone, Esme had no other options! Her face turned red with frustration. "Got it! Ms. Hughes, Catherine will be here today too. She was never a good person and often bullied me in the Windsor Family, even taking my gallery. Seeing how beautiful and dazzling you are, she'll definitely try to steal your spotlight. And I heard Mr. Howard will be here too."
Emilia glanced at Esme. "Are you an idiot?"
"What?" Esme looked puzzled.
"You used to be part of the Windsor Family, and now you're badmouthing Catherine in front of me, trying to stir up trouble between us? I don't even know her, and this is The Hughes Manor, my territory! Who dares to steal my spotlight?" Emilia wiggled her toes, and soon a maid knelt down to put diamond-studded high heels on her. Emilia stood up, looking down at Esme with disdain. "Even though you're an idiot, I'm bored anyway, so I'll go take a look."
Esme was dissatisfied but didn't dare to show it, so she had to swallow her anger and follow Emilia.
Emilia glanced at Esme with her chin raised. "I'm worried about your height. Did the Windsor Family not feed you? But with your dad's genes, you couldn't be tall."
Esme was furious and thought, 'Does Emilia think everyone should be as tall as her? Emilia is already tall and still likes to wear high heels! It's ridiculous! She always looks down on me, but I don't dare to speak up, feeling utterly humiliated.'
Outside, the car came to a stop, and Annie got out from the driver's seat, bowing to open the door.
Alexander stepped out holding Catherine's hand. Both were dressed in black formal attire, with Catherine's dress pattern matching Alexander's tie, making them look exceptionally well-matched.
Catherine wore no extra accessories, only a flawless pearl necklace around her neck, highlighting her long neck, elegant like the neck of an antique vase, with a touch of mysterious allure.
Esme was burning with jealousy as she saw Alexander and Catherine holding hands. Why did Alexander only have eyes for Catherine? Esme had known him longer, yet he wouldn't even give her a second look!
Emilia was momentarily stunned too. "Is that Catherine? What's her full name?"
"Catherine Windsor!" Esme was practically buzzing with excitement, thinking, 'Emilia never lets anyone outshine her. Seeing Catherine all dolled up, she's definitely gonna stir up some trouble!'
Emilia patted her face and walked forward with a bright smile. "Ms. Windsor? What a lovely name! I'm Emilia Hughes, nice to meet you! Your necklace is gorgeous, and your dress is a perfect match. Why is your waist so slim? I'm so jealous! Can I touch it?!"
Catherine was taken aback. It was the first time she'd seen someone from the Hughes Family so enthusiastic. Why was Emilia so different from the others?
Alexander frowned slightly, wrapping his arm around Catherine's waist, and gave Emilia a warning look. "Ms. Hughes, you'd better show some respect!"
Emilia immediately got upset, putting her hands on her hips and frowning at Alexander. "How am I being disrespectful? I'm talking to Ms. Windsor, why are you butting in? You're the one being rude!"
The air fell into an awkward silence.
'Emilia is indeed spoiled! She even dares to confront Alexander on the spot, and it's for Catherine!' Esme was shocked, thinking, 'Does this fool Emilia not know that this is the president of the Howard Group?'
"Ms. Hughes, this is Mr. Howard," Esme said.
"So what if he's Mr. Howard? Does being Mr. Howard give him the right to interrupt others? How am I being rude? I'm complimenting Catherine and want to be her friend. Is that any of your business? Catherine is so beautiful, and I want to be friends with her too!" Emilia said.
Everyone was stunned! 'Emilia is arguing with Alexander because she wants to be friends with Catherine?'
Emilia grabbed Catherine's hand. "Catherine, let's go. Even if he's your fiancé, he can't interfere with your right to make friends!"
Catherine looked at Alexander's cold face and couldn't help but laugh. "Ms. Hughes, I'd love to get to know you."
Catherine quietly squeezed Alexander's hand to calm him down.
Seeing that Catherine was willing to talk to Emilia, Alexander didn't stop them. He held Catherine's hand and walked towards the interior of The Hughes Manor. He was just worried that Emilia, known for her spoiled nature, might accidentally offend Catherine.
Esme watched the three of them walk in together, completely stunned, wondering, 'Why doesn't Emilia start a fight with Catherine? This doesn't make sense!'
Esme deliberately spoke up in front of Catherine, "Ms. Hughes, don't you like Mr. Howard?"
Emilia nodded. "Yes, I like Felix Howard. I even had dinner with him yesterday, and he likes me too! I'm just universally adored. You, this idiot, step aside. You're too ugly, making me annoyed. I prefer pretty people!"
If she had known Catherine was this beautiful, Emilia would have visited The Windsor Mansion long ago.
Emilia always thought she was the only princess in her world, so she never watched anyone else's birthday livestreams.
Esme's mouth dropped open. "The Mr. Howard you're talking about... is Mr. Felix Howard?"
"Of course. Do you think I like Mr. Alexander Howard? Don't be ridiculous." Emilia glanced at Alexander and quickly concluded, "He's not my type, and I never compete with others for men!"
Emilia looked at Esme with her chin raised, full of arrogance, and slapped her! The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the hall. "You wanted to use me to fight with Catherine? Dream on! Look at yourself, you idiot!"
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