Chapter 812 Her Tranquillity
Meanwhile, Kayla quietly walked toward Emmeline.
Her footsteps were light and coupled with the fact that she was walking on the lawn, she managed to sneak to Emmeline quietly.
It wasn't until Kayla approached that Emmeline noticed her.
However, instead of raising her head, she glanced at Kayla from the corner of her eyes and continued reading.
With a complacent look, Kayla raised her head.
"I have good news to tell you, Emmeline."
Having no interest, Emmeline gave Kayla the cold shoulder.
Even so, Kayla wasn't irked. On the contrary, she displayed an arrogant smile on her innocent and delicate face.
"I'm getting married to Jara."
Upon hearing what Kayla said, Emmeline subconsciously clutched her fingers, which were holding the book.
Just then, Jara's deep voice from last night came to her mind. "After a period of time, I will send her away, and she will never appear in front of you again..."
At the thought of that, Emmeline lifted the corner of her mouth mockingly and continued to read.
Kayla didn't expect that Emmeline would react this way. Wasn't she supposed to be sad and infuriated when she heard the news?
Contemplating for a while, Kayla thought of something. Then, her eyes darkened and shone with a cold light.
"In the future, I will be Mrs. Holland, and you are just as a prisoner that no one fancies. So, know your own place and stay away from Jara! Don't even try to split us apart, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what are you going to do?"
Although Emmeline responded calmly, her tone sounded intimidating.
At once, Kayla was stunned.
After a pause, she gritted her teeth and threatened in a cold voice, "Otherwise, I will make you die miserably!"
Upon hearing Kayla's words, Emmeline, who was flipping the pages of the book, stopped.
With that, she raised her head and glanced at Kayla.
At that moment, her face was glowing with beauty. Even though her beauty wasn't breathtaking, it had a unique cold demeanor and temperament.
While glaring at Kayla coldly, she sneered. "That's a big talk."
She closed the book and put it on her knees. On the outside, her movements were poise and calm, but Kayla could see a murderous glint flashing through her eyes.
With a deep voice, Emmeline continued, "Try me then. I am curious."
"How dare you!"
Kayla was flustered and pissed off at the same time.
Nevertheless, there was nothing she could do about Emmeline.
That was because she knew very well that she was no match for Emmeline in both strength and intelligence.
Many years ago, Emmeline had become a well-known professional killer, while at that time, she was just a rich young lady who slacked around. So in terms of strength, she would never win Emmeline.
But fortunately, she owned a skill that could outplay Emmeline.
That was, she could let go of her pride and please every man around her.
In Kayla's opinion, Emmeline was too capable, so she wouldn't take men seriously and didn't bother to flatter them.
Even so, Emmeline should understand that in this world, all men, regardless of their social status, had a deep-rooted bad nature.
They not only needed women to submit to them, but they were obsessed with women's worship, adoration, and love for them.
So, how could it be possible for Emmeline—who was tough and rebellious—to win a man's favor?
At the thought of this, Kayla felt better. Raising her head, she smiled proudly once again.
"You're right. I can't do anything to you, but that doesn't mean others can't."
As she spoke, a trace of viciousness flashed through her eyes. Approaching Emmeline, she leaned over and whispered, "Let's say if we are having a dispute now, who will Jara believe?"
Right away, Emmeline's eyes turned cold. Staring at Kayla, she questioned, "What are you trying to do?"
"Nothing much. I am just curious about who matters the most to him," Kayla chuckled.
Then without warning, she grabbed the handle of Emmeline's wheelchair.
Before Emmeline could react, Kayla suddenly cried out.
"Emmeline, what are you doing?"
The next second, she lifted her hands from the handle and fell backward.
As soon as Emmeline saw that, her pupils contracted.
Judging from how heavily Kayla fell to the ground, Emmeline knew that it hurt a lot.
Panicked, Emmeline furrowed her brows tightly. Before she could say anything, she heard a furious roar coming from the front.
"What are you doing?"
The moment she looked up, she saw Jara was striding toward her under the sunshine.
Stunned, Emmeline tried to explain, "I..."
"Jara, it's not Miss Illington's fault."
After interrupting Emmeline, Kayla quickly got up while covering her injured elbow. "I fell by accident."
As she said those words, her eyes brimmed over with tears.
Seeing that, Emmeline stayed silent.
After all, Kayla was right—she fell down on her own.
So, why would she explain? It had nothing to do with her.
Thinking of this, Emmeline was more convinced that she didn't have to say anything.
However, Jara shot her a cold and serious gaze.
Through that gaze, he was questioning her with anger, but in the end, as he saw her calm gaze, he didn't say anything. With that, he ordered Uncle Poick, who was following behind him, "Bring her back to her room and treat her wound."
"Yes, Mr. Holland."
With his eyes lowered, Uncle Poick chose to overlook the awkward atmosphere and left with Kayla.
Before leaving, Kayla worriedly glanced at Jara and Emmeline.
Then, when she passed by Jara, she whispered, "Jara, Miss Illington really has nothing to do with this. I fell on my own... so don't think too much about it."
Seeing that Jara didn't say anything, Kayla walked away pitifully.
Once she left, Jara looked at Emmeline again.
Meeting Jara again after a few hours, Emmeline was calm, but at the same time, she also had some doubts.
When he came to see her last night, she was in a fit of anger, so she did not tell him what she originally intended to say.
Now that she thought about it, she felt that she was childish last night. Wasn't catching the murderer who killed Keira her priority?
So, she thought that once there was any clue, she should tell him first as it was better to work out a way together.
As she thought about this, she spoke, "Jara, I..."
"Please don't do such a thing again."
Before she could barely say anything, Jara cut her off.
At that moment, he was looking down at her. Through his gaze, Emmeline felt that he was biased toward her, and her heart sank.
Confused, she asked, "What do you mean?"
Hearing that, Jara furrowed his brows deeply.
At that moment, he was a little disappointed in her, but at the same time, he also felt that... she did that within reason.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
