Emily was speechless.
Everyone held back their laughter. Mia was still a child. It was so good to be a child. She could say whatever she wanted!
Mr Smith smiled. "Miss Emily, as the saying goes, dogs don't mind their families being poor, and children don't mind their mothers being ugly. Family backgrounds can't be compared. Our Old Madam still has something on later. I'll send you back first."
Emily looked uneasy. She bit her lip and said with a pale face, "I was wrong… I shouldn't have come. I've disturbed you. I deserve to die. I'm sorry…" With that, she glanced at George with tears in her eyes. Like a frightened rabbit, she quickly lowered her head. "Brother George, Mrs. Walton, I'm sorry for making you hate me…"
Mrs. Walton listened to Emily's endless apologies and belittling herself as she apologized. She was really tired. Could she just chase such a person away! In the future, if Emily entered the Walton family's door again, she would lose!
