Rose laughed at her reaction. After watching her finish dressing, Rose took her back inside the living room.

Arthur always knew that Emma was beautiful. When she stood in front of him like this, he also had a moment of amazement. Zoe was also very beautiful. But, Zoe's beauty in his heart was the implicit type, while the woman in front of him was the explicit type, especially the pair of shining eyes that almost could devour one's soul. He laughed coldly, and he knew what she was angry about.

"Wow, you are such a beauty. It really lives up to your name," Bryan exaggerated a whistle and loudly praised her. Inside his peach blossom eyes, no one could recognize whether it was praise or depreciation.

Emma coyly smiled, walked to the side of Frank, and said "Uncle Hall, I’m sorry for my discomposure. I was carsick and had an uncomfortable stomach.”

"Maybe it's related to the mood! Maybe it's because of the accident at your home, you got carsickness." Frank patted the back of her hand lovingly.

"Yep, it's related to the mood!" Emma subconsciously glared at Arthur, only to see him sitting on the sofa, lazily looking at her, but she could feel his disgust from the bones.

"Well, let’s sit down and eat. Megan, serve the dishes. I'll go upstairs and get a bottle of wine," Frank snorted and walked back to his room.

Emma just sat on a seat, but was violently pushed by Arthur who disgustedly whispered to her "Get out of the way!"

"You!" Emma bit her lip. Looking at the table available for five people, she stood frozen at the table, not knowing which position to sit.

"Come, sit by my side!" Bryan went to pull her hand.

"Brother, what are you guys doing in there? Dad has been waiting for you guys for a long time!" Rose's voice came, and the two people panicked and separated. Arthur forcefully pushed Emma out.

"Where's my brother?" Rose sized up her.

"Inside," Emma's face reddened, and she saw Rose's hostility.

"What did you say inside?" Rose asked her.

"No, didn't say anything!" Emma lowered her head.

Arthur walked out of the room and knocked on Rose's head "What are you looking at? Like a detective?"

"Humph! Look at what you have done. What did you do inside when I was absent? Be careful, I will tell Sister Zoe!" Rose asked, tugging at his clothes.

"Nothing. We got nothing to say to each other!" Arthur said as he looked at her back with contempt.

"Remember! Never do anything that makes Sister Zoe sad; otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson for Sister Zoe. Be careful, I'll post your information on the internet, and you know how many military intelligence organizations abroad are interested in your information. When the time comes, there's something for you to see!" Rose gave him a cunning smile.

"Bad girl, you dare to push your brother into the fire. If your brother is really on the international military intelligence organization headhunting list, then I'm sure you'll be the first one to reveal it!" Arthur knocked her on the head.

Emma had returned to her seat. Frank looked at her with concern. It seemed that she did not look good.

"What's wrong with you, Emma?" Frank asked her with concern.

She instinctively wanted to dodge, but Bryan grabbed her hard. Her soft and boneless little hand was wrapped in his big hand, and he tentatively fondled it, but found that the middle of her palm was covered with tender thin calluses. He tightened his eyebrows.

Emma hurriedly pulled her hand out of his big hand, and once she looked up, she met Arthur's disgusted warning eyes. She shivered, and her hands were covered with sweat. Then, she hurriedly ran to the bathroom to wash her hands.

"Such a vixen! My brother is obsessed with you so quickly!" Arthur leaned on the door frame and looked at her coldly.

She was bending down to wash her hands, and when she heard his voice, she turned her head back and looked at him and said word for word "I am not an easy woman and I won't seduce others, but others take the initiative to flirt with me."

"You!" Arthur glared at her indignantly.

"What? I did not want to interfere with you and I never provoked you. Why do you target me?" Emma inclined her head to look at him, revealing a youthful porcelain-like neck.

"Do not forget, the Hall family is your benefactor. Without my father’s help, you will never get out of prison and have no place to stay." Arthur choked her in a cold voice.

"Yes, I'm grateful, so what? I'm grateful to your father, not you!" Emma looked at him with a cold face and proudly walked past him, like a proud peacock.

"Hmph," Arthur was furious. He yanked her arm and she cried out in pain, but he covered her mouth and dragged her into the bathroom again, and closed the door.

"What are you doing?" Emma was terrified. He covered her mouth, couldn't make a sound, and her big eyes looked at him in panic.

"I'm warning you. Didn't you say I was targeting you? A moment later, my father will let us engage. You fucking reject him. If you dare to nod a little, I will kill you, understand?" Arthur clamped down hard on her neck, pinching her hard until he saw her face turn from red to purple, then he was willing to let her go. Watching her wretchedly open her teary eyes and pant for air, he laughed heartlessly and coldly.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Emma asked him with a ragged breath.

"If I want to kill you, it would be easier than kill an ant! Don't think your reckless father will come to your rescue " Arthur's harsh eyes swept over her body.

Emma shivered in fear "My father is in prison! No one can insult him in front of me. "

"Well, do you want to keep your father company?" He asked her as he wickedly picked up her slender chin.

"No," she answered honestly, she had just gotten out and hadn't found out why her dad was in there yet, so how could she go back in.

"Then you'll do what I tell you! Otherwise, you will be tortured to death by me," he warned her coldly.

"Why should I listen to you? Besides, who says I will engage you? Do you think I care about you?" Emma raised her eyebrows at him with disdain.

Arthur pushed her, and she knocked over the mirror on the sink. With a crash, the mirror became pieces. One of her hands happened to press upon the pieces and the unbearable pain overwhelmed her immediately. She kicked him toward his crotch, but Arthur grabbed her by the ankle. He looked at her viciously, "little sheep still have the will to resist ?"

Her white ankle was grabbed in his hand and he clutched hard to hurt her. Her ankle instantly became red and swollen. She gritted her teeth and endured the huge pain in her ankle and hand. The blood ran down her hand and onto her pink dress, but she couldn't care less about that because she was with her legs spread wide open and he had an unobstructed view of her bottom.

"Get lost!" Emma kicked him off violently, tears flowing down her face.

"Damn. Don’t you dressed like this to seduce a man?" Arthur shrugged mockingly.

"Sorry, Uncle Hall, when I was washing my hands just now, I accidentally broke the mirror on the sink!" Emma's expression was embarrassed.

"Ah? The mirror was broken? Did it hurt you?" Frank hurriedly grabbed her hand. Seeing the palm that was pierced by the glass, he showed a concerned look.