Rebirth of the Revenge Queen novel Chapter 51

"Ahhh!" Upon entering the house, Emily sneezed loudly, rubbing her itchy nose, Emily wondered if there was someone scolding her.

"Have you caught a cold?" Franklin who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper asked.

"No, it's just that my nose is a little itchy." Emily greeted, "Father is back."

"Right." Franklin nodded and stood up while folding the newspaper in half, "Let's start the meal."

"Yes sir." Jeff, who was standing at the side, responded and went to the kitchen to let the maid prepare the dishes.

"Tsk, you ran off to buy clothes yourself and still need our family to wait for you." Rita muttered unhappily as she stood up from the sofa.

"Rita." Tiffany stopped Rita's grumbling and turned to look at Emily. "Emily, I heard that you want to participate in the sports meet. As Emily had returned safely, Tiffany was a little disappointed. She had thought that the killer would take care of Emily in the market, seriously ... Trash!

"4X100 relay run." Emily replied as she smiled. Just now, she had already knew what Tiffany was really thinking. As Tiffany smiled, Emily felt even more confident that if she pretended to be good and win the prize, Tiffany would definitely win.

"It's also good for you to participate in group activities." Franklin landed at the dining table.

"Right." Emily also agreed, and then they all sat down at the table. Emily looked around, "Daddy, where is Grandfather?"

"Your grandfather is now going to the Capital to join the, the chef of City Z." Franklin picked up his chopsticks and answered, "I won't be back until October 2nd at the earliest."

"Oh." She had heard of this event before. The Dragon Head Conference Chef was held once every two years, and when that happened, all the leading executives of the food and beverages as well as the three great Master Chefs of City Z would participate. It could be said to be a grand ceremony for the food and beverages industry in the City Z.

"Dad, can grandpa see little brother?" Rita was excited.

"It should be possible." Franklin nodded. After all, his own son had been taken in as a concubine by the Kitchen Fairy and sent to the Capital at a young age.

"Hmph." Rita glanced at Emily smugly.

As Rita was flaunting, Emily snorted coldly. His little brother, Mike, had gone bankrupt in the Ehrlich in his previous life. Franklin had committed suicide. Mike didn't show up even until she died. She had never seen Mike before. But she knew that when the Smiths' was in a dire situation, Rita had gone to beg Mike, but Mike had coldly ignored her.

Now it was really sarcastic!

"Father." Deliberately ignoring Rita's flaunting, Emily looked at Franklin, "Tomorrow, my class teacher will come visit us at home."

"Home visit?" Franklin nodded and said, "Alright, if there's nothing important at the company tomorrow, I'll be back early."

"Daddy!" Rita looked sullen, "Ever since I was young, my class teacher has never personally entertained you before!"

"You never told me." Franklin expressed his innocence.

"Me!" Rita pursed her lips, "My teacher in charge will be coming to visit next Wednesday."

"Don't cry." Tiffany sat beside Rita.

While sobbing, Rita said, "Mommy, I hate Emily, why isn't she dying!"

"Silly child." Tiffany pulled Rita into her embrace, "She doesn't have many days left to be arrogant, you don't need to get mad at someone who's about to die."

"But dad is too biased! Ever since I was young, whatever parents' meeting, and whatever teacher they visit, they were all received by Mommy, and Daddy never showed up before. Why does he have to personally deal with Emily's home visits! Why?"

"Isn't that what your father didn't know before?" Tiffany lightly patted Rita's back and said, "Rita, if you have any grievances, if you want to reach any goal, you can't solve anything. You have to think hard about how you can achieve your goals. Do you understand? "

"Mommy, what should I do?" Rita looked at Tiffany and asked.

Tiffany wiped away Rita's tears and said, "You should go and tell your father how much you love him now, tell him how much you wish you had your father's company, and tell him that you don't hate Emily, but you will inevitably be jealous. "You must remember, every word must put yourself at a disadvantage. Do you know how menial you are?" This was the method she used to force Jennifer away one step at a time. As a man, who wouldn't cherish this weak girl?

"Okay, Mommy." Rita nodded, "I am going to give it a try."

"Go." Tiffany smiled, "It would be better for you to have some tears in your eyes."

"Yes!" Rita nodded heavily.