Love Together, Be With You Never

Chapter 70 Slowly Torturing You

I walked over holding Kieran's hand. Just as I was about to sit down, Emmalee grinned at me and sat

down in my seat. Then, she twisted her waist and raised her head, showing her fair skin to Kieran.

Marisa glanced at me in disgust. Kaliyah snorted at me with contempt. William nodded in satisfaction at

Emmalee. I sneered in my heart. I knew in their eyes, I couldn't compete with Emmalee. I guessed I

might not be as good as her toe to them. Therefore, they felt Emmalee would win Kieran from me.

But I only calmly looked around, my hand in Kieran's. I watched as Emmalee took my seat to sit next to

Kieran. I wanted to see the looks on the stupid faces of this family.

"Why are you standing there? Sit over here!" Marisa scolded me unhappily noticing I wouldn't take a

seat.

"That's right. Rachael, what's wrong with you? If you don't sit down, your friend can't, too. You are a

grown woman, for God's sake. Where are your manners?" Kaliyah sneered.

I raised my eyebrows and said indifferently, "Kaliyah, are you sure you want me to sit down?"

"Hurry up and get seated. Cut the crap!" Kaliyah was impatient. If I sat in Emmalee's original seat, there

is only one seat left at this table beside Emmalee as Kaliyah wished. And Kieran could only sit beside

Emmalee.

"Alright!" I agreed with a smile and turned to Kieran, saying, "Kieran, I'm going to sit there!" As I spoke,

I let go of Kieran's hand and walked to Emmalee's seat on my high heels. After I sat down, I turned

around and smiled at Alicia, "Alicia, how is dinner?"

Alicia's face turned pale, and she couldn't utter a single word.

I ignored her and picked up my chopsticks, eating leisurely.

"Mr. Charles, don't stand there. Hurry up and sit down. It's so late. You must be hungry. Hurry...."

Emmalee smiled charmingly as she reached out to pull Kieran.

...

Before her hand could touch Kieran's clothes, she was ruthlessly thrown away by Armand. She

smashed onto the feet of a table in the distance and knocked the wine bottles on it to the ground. The

wine poured onto Emmalee, and her hair and clothes got wet. Even one of her high heels was missing.

"Who is it!" Emmalee stood up angrily.

The two bodyguards in black stomped Emmalee on the ground. Armand looked down at her

condescendingly and said in a cold tone, "You dare to touch Mr. Charles? Next time, you won't live to

see the next day!"

Emmalee, who had been beaming with confidence, was dumbfounded and trembled slightly on the

ground.

I slowly looked over and saw her face was full of fear. I smiled and turned to Kaliyah. "Kaliyah, I forgot

to tell you. Kieran is not my friend. He is my ... boyfriend. And soon, he will be my fiancé!"

Kaliyah, William, and Marisa were all astonished, their eyes wide open. Their faces were funny to look

at.

"Right, my boyfriend has a bad habit. He is a neat freak. No one but me can get close to him. If anyone

is stupid enough to try, he might ... lose his life!" I smiled slowly.

"You, you...." Kaliyah, who understood what I meant, glared at me with no words.

"She's your sister!" William gritted his teeth.

I nodded noncommittally and smiled, "I know. If she weren't, she would be dead already!"

"You little bastard, how dare you look down on your sister!" Marisa slapped the table.

I took a sip of the drink and slowly looked up at Marisa. "Grandma, you're mistaken. These are not my

men. They are Kieran's. You should ask him!"

Marisa was so angry that her face turned red, but she didn't dare to speak to Kieran, just looking at

him. I smiled, "Grandma, ask Kieran. However, he has a temper. Even I can't figure it out!"

"Mom, what are you doing? This is Mr. Charles!" Marvin scolded, "Emmalee has bad manners. Do you,

too?"

Marisa was scared and felt silent.

I looked at the frightened expression on Marisa's face with a smile and felt pleased.

This was my father. He would treat you like garbage when you had no value to him. However, when

you did prove to be useful to him, he would fawn you over like a dog.

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Kaliyah and William were frightened. But Emmalee was still being trampled on the ground in front of

everyone. Kaliyah quickly flattered me with a smile, "Rachael, you should start with that. You know

Emmalee is overly friendly. She obviously wanted to greet your boyfriend. This is just a big

misunderstanding. Look, just ask your boyfriend to cut her some slack. We are all family!"

I put down the drink and smiled at Kaliyah. "I see. A misunderstanding indeed. If you hadn't explained it

to me, I would think she took a fancy on my boyfriend. Look how she greeted him with such enthusiasm

and wanted to sit next to him in my seat. Kaliyah, don't you think it's easy to make the mistake?" My

voice was so loud that everyone present could hear it.

"No, it is not a misunderstanding. Emmalee clearly wanted to take her sister's boyfriend!"

"That's right. She was so arrogant. She should get over herself. It's so inappropriate to present herself

to Mr. Charles in such an exposed dress. She looked like a hooker trying to hit on him. Shame on her!

Mr. Charles would never be interested in a frivolous woman like her."

"She is so full of herself and vain. I prefer Mr. Charles' girlfriend. She looks nice and humble!"

"Me too. But shouldn't her parents be as genteel as her? But look. They are both disgusting and

ignorant bumpkins, eager to fawn over the noble men. They probably don't know how important Mr.

Charles is, but only understand he is rich. They can never earn the favor of Mr. Charles."

The guests were gossiping loudly. They all laughed at Emmalee who was still on the ground.

Emmalee's face turned pale with rage. However, she couldn't move when the two bodyguards were

stepping on her, so she just gave up in fear.

Marisa, William, Kaliyah, and the rest of the family all looked sullen.