Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed

Chapter 114 I Don't Dislike You

Listening to her words, Herry felt they made some sense.

"What's your name?" he asked softly.

"Emily," she replied.

"Aren't you afraid? There are lots of ghosts here."

"Fear is the most useless emotion. It's more practical to turn fear into strength."

Her tone was gentle yet carried a certain strength that gradually helped Herry move past his fear and stabilize his emotions.

Sensing this, Emily spoke softly, "Do you want to leave with me?"

"I'm a boy, I don't need you to accompany me."

"Oh," Emily nodded. "Then feel free to stay here."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Herry said, "Emily, why haven't my mom and dad come to find me? They love me so much. Aren't they worried about me being missing?"

How should she respond?

Your mom conspired with your sister to take advantage of your missing; your dad is a very arrogant person who only knows how to order others around but won't come to find you personally. "They... are busy," she said.

"What are they busy with? What's more important than me? I'm their only son, am I not the most important thing to them?"

Emily nodded. "Yes, you are, but you're eleven years old now. Do you expect to rely on your parents even when you're sixty?"

Herry was a bit angry. "But I'm only eleven. They should treat me well."

"In this world, there's no such thing as 'should'. Many children in this world don't have parents from birth. They have to grow up and push through the darkness on their own because they know no one will come to save them." Herry listened quietly, head down, not saying a word, lost in thought.

But Emily knew he was contemplating.

So she continued, "Your father is a capable man. With him around, you can get into as much trouble as you want. He can pay for a brand new car if you ruin one. But have you ever thought about how that car was made by many hardworking people? If the car can't be sold, they might not get paid. Their children won't be able to come to amusement parks or even afford a basketball. There are many children at your age already thinking about how to earn money to escape hardship."

Herry bit his lip. "Are you blaming me for ruining the car at your company? My dad already paid for it."

Emily nodded. "Sometimes, I envy you. You've been pampered by your father since you were young." Herry moved closer to her. "You don't have parents?"

Emily quickly responded, "My father

left my mother before I was born,

and my mother passed away shortly after giving birth to me. I'm twenty-six years old now, and this is my first time at an amusement park, my first time seeing go-karts and haunted houses."

Herry visibly paused, hesitated for a moment, then crawled out from behind the tombstone to sit next to Emily. "Really?" "Why would I lie to you?"

Herry looked puzzled. "Then, when you were little, didn't you play with toys?"

Emily nodded. "I didn't have money for toys. I knew from a young age that I had to find a job, or else I'd go hungry."

"What about your job now? Can you support yourself?"

"It's okay, but if your dad didn't buy cars from our company, my days would be tough. But it's okay, I'm used to it. If this job doesn't work I'll find another one."

Out

I'm

Herry sighed. "Well, I didn't mean to call you names. My mom told me you're a bad woman who will steal my sister's husband, so I treated you poorly."

It turned out to be Grace.

Emily found it amusing. Grace appeared gentle on the surface but schemed behind the scenes to make her son cause trouble for Emily. Her scheme was truly devious.

"Do you like your sister?" Emily asked.

Herry shook his head. "I've never met her, but my mom says she's my sister, so I should be nice to her."

Emily chuckled. "What do you think of your brother-in-law then?"

"I don't like him," Herry said, scooting closer to Emily. "I'll be honest with you, I don't really like my sister either. Her smile seems fake."

"But she is your sister, and you're family."

Herry muttered, "Actually, I wish you were my sister instead..."

Emily was surprised and turned her head to look at him.

Embarrassed under her gaze, Herry quickly added, "I'm not complimenting you or anything. I just... well, you're actually quite good-looking, not an ugly monster." Emily raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue.

"And you have a good temper. Even

when I insulted you and made trouble, you didn't get angry; instead, you reasoned with me. Although sometimes you're annoying, I still think you're better. Besides, our eyes look the same."