Chapter 113 My Billionaire Missing Lover

• Amelia did not expect that Olivia would reject her so decisively. She was stunned for a moment. Her face turned ashen, and her hands trembled in anger. “This Olivia is so disrespectful to me!” She slammed her phone on the floor. A cloud of warning settled over her features. Emma carefully picked up the phone and observed the look on her mother’s face. Then, she asked in a soft voice, “Does Olivia think that the clothes are too old–fashioned, so she doesn’t want them? I still have…” Before Emma could finish the sentence, Amelia suddenly interrupted her in a harsh tone. “What an ungrateful brat! Don’t bother with her. Let her make a fool of herself tomorrow.” Amelia was so angry that her head was spinning. A swell of irritation vibrated in her chest as if it would burst through her lungs. After sitting on the sofa for a long while, she finally cooled off. Amelia regained her senses and turned to gaze at Emma, thinking, “Olivia would definitely make a fool of herself and embarrass both the Green and the Taylor families the day after tomorrow.
• Therefore, Emma could not make a mistake. To salvage our reputation ruined by Olivia, Emma has to be the star of the event.” Thinking of that, Amelia said, “I heard that Mr. Abel Dubois is in Evervale these days. He has designed a unique diamond gown which is currently on exhibit in the country. I’ll contact him later to buy the dress.” “Abel? A diamond gown?” Emma’s eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart was beating fast. “Is Mom talking about the dress named Angel? It’s a unique white–colored long train diamond gown which costs several millions of dollars.” It was the first time Emma wanted a piece of apparel so desperately. She had never worn such an expensive gown before. It wasn’t that Emma couldn’t afford it, but it wasn’t worth it. Several millions of dollars could buy a luxury car or a mansion. Using that much money to buy a garment that she would only wear a few times was a bit extravagant for her. Moreover, these kinds of dresses were normally created by designers to participate in competitions and not for sale. To buy one, other than money, one also needed connections.
• “Mom.” Emma tried to control her slightly trembling voice. “Isn’t it too. glamorous? I… “How can it be too glamorous?” Amelia looked at Emma fondly. “Not matter how expensive the gown is, my daughter is worthy of it.” Amelia’s voice became gentle. She stroked Emma’s head lovingly and said with sorrow, “My Emma has suffered. Ever since Olivia is back, you haven’t had a single day of peace. You put up with everything and yield in every way. Even Ethan Turner was stolen from you. It’s really been hard on you.” Emma threw herself into Amelia’s arms, her eyes moist and her voice choked, like an aggrieved little girl. “Mom, I’m not afraid of hardship. Even if you want me to go back to the orphanage, I’m willing to. I’m just afraid that you don’t want me.” “Silly girl.” Upon hearing this, Amelia’s heart ached. “How can I not want you? You’re my daughter.”