Rebirth of the Revenge Queen novel Chapter 27

Rita had an anxious face and did not know what to do. She wanted to help Allison but she was afraid of the scissors in Emily's hand.

Just when the situation had reached its most tense point, the living room's light came on with a "Pa" sound. The huge crystal lamp let out a light as bright as the day, shining brightly on the three of them.

"What are you doing!" Seeing that, Franklin bellowed.

"Daddy! Allison wants to kill me! " Emily begged Franklin for help and said, "Allison is crazy!"

"Emily, I must kill you!" Allison bit her lower lip. From birth until now, she had never been humiliated in such a way.

"What the hell is going on!" Tiffany also did not what exactly happened? "Emily, put down the scissors first."

"She's going to kill me after I put down the scissors." Emily pointed her scissors at Allison with a serious face.

"Allison, stop messing around and come over to my side." Seeing that she could not dissuade Emily, Tiffany started to dissuade Allison.

"I don't! I must kill her! I want her dead! " Allison said fiercely.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pull the two apart!" Tiffany was afraid that Emily would injure Allison so she scolded the servant who was standing not far away.

"Yes, ma'am." When the servants heard Tiffany's words, they walked up and separated Emily and Allison, and the scissors in Emily's hands was also taken away by the servants.

"What exactly happened!? Rita, speak! " Franklin sat on the sofa and looked at Rita.

"Huh?" Rita said, "Eh... It's Emily's fault! She cut my cousin's hair. "

"Huh?" It was only then that Tiffany noticed that the ponytail that Allison had been wearing had been cut off. It seemed that because of the size and sharpness of the scissors, it was not completely cut off, and some of it remained there. But even so, it looked even more hard-pressed. Seeing that, Tiffany said in heartache, "Oh my god! This hair is a woman's life... Emily, it's fine if you're just fighting. How can you be so heartless?"

"Emily, even if I die, I won't let you off!" Allison gritted her teeth and cursed.

"Auntie, why didn't you ask me how I cut off her hair when everyone was sleeping?" Emily coldly snorted.

"Rita, speak." Franklin glanced at Rita.

"I ..." Rita did not know what to say anymore. They went to Emily's room to get revenge and Emily cut her hair. However she could not say that.

Tiffany knew what was going on when she saw Rita. Although she was angry, she still said, "No matter what, Emily, you should not be so cruel! This is the Smith Mansion, not your original residence. You must follow the rules here. "

"Oh?" Emily said, "Which place do I live? What rules do the Smith Mansion have? They broke into my room like a thief in the middle of the night, is it to keep the rules?"

"Emily, who did you say is a thief! What did we steal from you! What right do you have to insult us! " Rita subconsciously quibbled, "We just wanted to play a joke on you! You did it on purpose! Otherwise, how could someone be sleeping with scissors! "

"That's right! It was exactly 8: 20! " Allison agreed.

"Are you sure?" Franklin's face changed.

"I'm sure!" Rita and Allison said at the same time. After she said that, Rita seemed to be worried that the evidence was insufficient and said, "I remember there was a servant passing by!"

"Oh?" Franklin looked up, "Who?"

All servants were silent. However, a man jumped out of the crowd and said, "It's me."

Emily looked over and smiled, there really was such a shameless and unafraid of death, this Eric, Emily had not yet found him to settle the score, but he had actually brought about his own destruction.

Eric glanced at Emily, and clenched his fists. This Emily was just a bastard who came from the slums, and dared to threaten him with expulsion last time. This time, he stood by the side of Madam and Miss Rita. He would give her a lesson.

It would be best if he could become the Madam's trusted aide through this matter. The current butler, Jeff, was promoted to the position of the butler step by step after becoming the Madam's trusted aide. Jeff was not young anymore, the next butler would be him, Eric.

"You saw it?" Franklin clenched his fists and said, "Tell me about the situation at that time."

"Yes." Eric didn't see it at all, he just needed to make up a story. No one dared to break through his lies, after all, no one dared to be against Tiffany and Rita.