"Sooner or later, I'll get back what you've put on me," she said, glaring at him stubbornly.

"Is that so?" The corners of his mouth rose gently, his eyes full of contempt and mockery.

"What are you laughing at? You think I couldn't?" She narrowed her eyes.

"Yes, you could, tomorrow you will know who I am." Arthur laughed and puffed the last shot on the side of Emma's left breast, scaring her. Then, he laughed and left.

Emma memorized his arrogant look secretly and planned to revenge.

The next day, Emma went to the media university to register. She did not have much luggage, only one suitcase. She carried her suitcase to the entrance of the media university by taxi.

Emma got down from the car, dragging her suitcase. She bought a newspaper and saw the headline on it. She balled up the newspaper in her hand, and even her fingertips couldn't help but tremble when she read the news that David White, the mob boss was capture. Although Emma hated it in her heart, there was nothing she could do. She couldn't buy all the newspapers in the capital. Even if she bought them all, she couldn't block the mouths of all the people in the capital. Thus, she had to passively bear it.

As she just walked to the entrance of the school, her face was hit by a cloud of newspapers. She angrily turned around to see, and found her classmate Julia Green was proudly twisting her waist, strolling on seven-inch high heels, and behind her followed by a bright silver BMW, she sneered and pointed at Emma, cursing "Why did not you come to school in your sports car? What was this dragging in your hand? Do you plan to live in the school? It's really pathetic! Like a dog!" Julia insulted her sarcastically.

Emma pursed her lips and didn't look at her. Once on her birthday, Luis gave her a dazzling sports car as a gift. She was very happy and drove to school. Her classmates said she was showing off her wealth, but in fact she really didn't mean it.

Julia did not see a glimpse of sharpness in her eyes, just looking at her charming face.

"What's wrong? You are not living a happy life. Your capable father wast in prison, but your body can still fetch a good price! Make a price and I will introduce you to some rich people tonight." Julia laughed at her.

"Is that so? Why don't you go yourself?" Emma looked at her askance.

"Bitch," Julia cursed and swung her arm towards Emma's face.

Emma just wanted to fight back, but heard a light laugh. A tall man appeared in front of them with an evil smile.

"Wonderful!" That man also clapped his palm abominably.

"It's you?" Emma bit up her lower lip. How this man always appeared in front of her insidiously.

"Who are you?" Julia was instantly shocked by this handsome man.

"What did you just say?" Arthur looked at Julia seriously.

"Which sentence?" Julia shrank her arms.

"It's the sentence you just said, asking her to make a price, and where do you plan to take her?" Arthur looked at her with amusement.

"What kind of person are you to her?" Julia couldn't figure out where Arthur was coming from, and she didn't dare to speak casually just by looking at his Ferrari leaning behind him.

"I'm not one of her people, I just stopped by and watched a wonderful drama!" Arthur clapped his hands.

"Get lost," Emma heard him say so, and knew he had no good intention.

"Look, how mean she was to me. How vicious she was when the words come out of a woman's mouth," Arthur said, pretending to be afraid.

Julia was confused by him and thought him as a fool.

"Do you like her?" Julia's eyes twinkled and she looked at Arthur with a smile.

"No, but my Lucy likes her a lot!" Arthur answered innocently.

"Who was Lucy?" Julia frowned.

"Lucy is my pet dog," Arthur laughed out loud with bad intentions.

"That’s enough." Emma shouted and smashed the suitcase at Arthur.

Arthur took her suitcase and sneered, “Is she desperate to get my hug or my Lucy's?”

"It should be your dog's," Julia laughed at her contemptuously.

"Pah" a crisp sound, Julia's face received a loud slap and half of her face then swelled up.

"My pet only allows me to teach a lesson, do you understand what I mean?" Arthur said coldly.

"You! What was your relationship?" Julia covered her face, and her words could barely come out.

"The relationship between master and pet," Arthur said coldly.

Emma was vaguely grateful to him for helping her out, but the words he said made her want to kill him, this bastard man.

Emma also ignored him, directly grabbed her suitcase and ran towards the classroom.

Arthur stopped her and said, "I'm here to pick you up!"

Emma was stunned, "Who are you to pick me up?"

"Did Frank not tell you to pick you up today?" Arthur smiled coldly.

"It's you?" Emma sighted, and she didn't expect this damn man to be related to Frank. She hoped he was just as simple as a soldier beside Frank.

"Well then, you take my suitcase away. I have to go to class today. You wait for me outside. Or do you want to go home first?" Emma asked him.

"Wait for you, I have time anyway," he smiled idly.

"Well, whatever you want!" Emma finished coldly and ran inside the classroom.

When she just arrived in the classroom, she was met with the classmates strange eyes, because Julia had told everyone that she was a pet. She shrugged and ignored this. The White family has fallen, and she had to withstand the rumor.

"Emma," a boy with a red face and an angry face ran to her side.

"What?" Emma frowned for a moment.

"Is it true what Julia said?" He looked at her with a huff.

"What's true?" Emma asked sluggishly in return.

"She said you became someone else's pet, and said that person drove a Ferrari, was that true?" He clenched his fist.

"Just waiting at the door! You can go and check it out," Emma said flatly.

"Hush" the crowd booed, and it seemed Julia was right that Emma was really someone's pet.