Chapter 57

'You piece of trash..."

Rhett tried to get up several times but failedglaring viciously as he cursed.

Emily stepped forward and stomped on his back.

causing him to scream in pain.

Say one more word, and I'll end you!" Emily'stone sounded more than serious.

This threat finally silenced Rhett.

"Emily, why are you back?"

Violette didn't want Emily to get involved. Rhettwas a lowlife, and she herself was already a lostcause. If he bullied her, so be it. But Emily wasyoung and had a bright future ahead. If she gotentangled with someone like Rhett, her life wouldbe miserable.

Emily gently patted Violette's hand, reassuring her."Don't worry, I'll handle this."

She first glanced at the onlookers, then fixed hergaze back on Rhett. "The house behind us is mine,not some man's

Rhett was full of it. This Rhett gambled away ahuge sum and is forcing Violette to borrow moneyor else he won't pay back, which would affect

Atticus's chances of becoming a civil servant.

Emily was both clearing Violette's name andexposing Rhett's vices.

Gambling anyone with a brain knew what thatmeant.

"A bad man, how dare he show up here?"

"Didn't expect this woman to dress so plainly, yether niece is so capable. If she's so capable, why lether aunt live so poorly?"

'Money doesn't grow on trees, especially with abottomless pit of an uncle. Women need to beindependent."

Some people spoke up for Emily, and othersscrutinized her closely. They hadn't seen such aneighbor before;she must have iust moved in.Buying a house in this neighborhood wasn't justabout having money.

Emily wasn't aware of this, but smart people were already speculating and deciding not to provokeher until they knew her background.

Emily had achieved her goal.

"You're just an eighteen-year-old girl, where wouldyou get the money to buy this house? Who wouldbelieve that? You must be in cahoots to scam me..I don't believe it!"

Rhett's cunning eyes darted around as heimmediately retorted.

But as soon as he started spewing filth, Emilypressed down harder with her foot.

He grimaced in pain but refused to give up. "Ormaybe it's not Violette who latched onto a man.but you. You do have some looks, but at such ayoung age, you're already learning bad things. Justike Violette, you're a slut! Ouch, you're hurting me!Be careful, or I'll call the cops on you!

Rhett, in pain, threatened her

'Tell him, am I the owner?"

Emily addressed the security and the arrivingproperty manager calmly. The property manager had a good impression ofEmily. A particularly beautiful eighteen-year-oldViolette had caught Daniel's eye, and he had soldher the house, even instructing the propertymanagement to take special care of her

The property manager stepped forward respectfully."Ms. Tohnson, of course, you are the owner of thishouse.

Rhett was stunned. Emily was indeed the owner othe villa.

Could it be that the lohnson family bought it forher?

Wasn't she supposed to be disliked by her family?

None of that mattered now. Since Emily hadmoney to buy a house, she must have money togive him.

Seeing how she respected Violette, she wouldprobably give him money.

Rhett immediately changed his tone. "Emily, we'refamily.I misunderstood Violette, that's why I gotso angry. It's because I care about Violette, youknow?"

Emily remained silent, wanting to see what Rhettwould say next.

Violette knew Rhett too well and quickly spoke upDon't even think about targeting Emily. She doesnt have money for you.Come back with me, and well figure something else out.

Rhett snorted, "Shut up. I'm talking, not you.Emily, don't listen to Violette. She's just a womanwith limited knowledge.I'm trying to pay off thedebt quickly to avoid being blacklisted, whichwould affect Atticus's chances of becoming a civilservant. Help me out, and I'll remember yourkindness!

He was used to being arrogant.

Even now, he instinctively treated Violette poorly

He didn't realize that Emily's willingness to helphim depended on Violette.

As for Atticus, she cared about him, too.

But her main concern was Violette

Emily sneered,"With your attitude towardsViolette, you still expect me to help you? Dream on,As for Atticus, becoming a civil servant is a good Emily reminded him, "Put it on speaker.

Rhett wanted to argue but was intimidated byEmily's cold, commanding gaze.

He reluctantly put it on speaker

'Rhett, come back quickly! The debt collectors arehere,smashing everything. The house is going tobe gone. Where's Violette? Didn't she go out toborrow money? Why hasn't she brought it back?Eli has money, but why can't she get it? Is shedoing this on purpose?'

The voice on the other end was old but sharp andbitter, first crying for help, then cursing.

It was none other than Rhett's mother,Fallon

Emily's brows furrowed, her eyes growing darker,

Fallon's immediate insults showed that this was aregular occurrence for Violette.

Scumbag, tell Rhett to pay up, stop talkingnonsense. If you can borrow money, you should beable to pay it back.

Then came the sounds of smashing, followed by afierce warning. "I'm telling Rhett to get the money. It's just that Ican't get that much money right now. Stopsmashing things, those are worth money too...

Fallon screamed in fear.

It seemed the debt collectors had smashed almosteverything and were losing patience, grabbing thephone.

'Rhett, if you don't pay up, I'll break your armsand legs. Don't think you can escape. You've heardof my reputation. I'll find you wherever you go...

"Mr.Palmer, yes, yes, I never thought of runningaway.I just don't have that much money rightnow.Can you give me more time? Rhett. a cowardimmediately groveled upon hearing Dean Palmer'syoice.

'Stop fooling me.I've given you extensions. Thistime, no more. Prepare yourself-pay up or loseyour limbs."

Dean wasn't in the mood for negotiations,

threatening him.

Rhett's face changed. His eyes darted around,landing on Violette and Sofia. He spoke again, "Mr. Palmer, I really can't get thatmuch money. How about I offer my wife anddaughter as collateral? My wife may be older, butshe's still attractive. And my daughter looks likeher, turning eighteen soon...