Genius Wife Is Naughty Again
Chapter 842

Sir, You Don't Know Your Wife Chapter 842

What in the world is she playing at? Janet isn't going to show me support? What right does she have to not support me? She's really shameless!

Seeing Emily standing utterly still with her fists clenched, Megan couldn't help but feel puzzled and asked, "Emily, what's the matter?"

Emily was taken aback. She turned to face her mother, looking pained. "Mom, Janet said she won't come to the banquet."

"She's not coming?" Megan's expression turned slightly unpleasant.

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"Yeah," said Emily with an empathetic expression. "She doesn't know anything about piano anyway. Rather than going there and spacing out, I reckon it's best that she stays home."

Having heard that, Megan nodded and agreed, "That's right. Try on the dress. If it's too loose or too tight, I'll ask the designer to alter it." She then placed the gift box containing the dress on the table. Retrieving the gift box, Emily couldn't help but feel slightly overjoyed by the sandy texture beneath her fingertips.

She didn't need to look at it to know that the dress in this gift box was custom-made.

"Thanks, Mom."

After picking up the box, Emily skipped up the stairs.

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When she was upstairs, Emily admired herself in the mirror and was stunned by her own beauty.

"It's gorgeous." She twirled in delight, unable to hide the smile on her face.

Megan heard the sounds and hurriedly went upstairs and opened the door.

For a moment, Megan stood frozen in place, unable to get a single word out.

After a while, she came back to her senses. "Oh my God. Emily, you look so beautiful."

It was as if after practicing piano for three to four months, she had begun to exude an artistic temperament. Megan nodded in satisfaction.

"Mom, you think it looks good too?" Emily asked, blushing as she gazed at herself in the mirror.

"Of course. This dress is custom-made, and it's embroidered with real diamonds."

Megan had specially ordered this dress for Emily because of selfish reasons. After all, Emily was almost twenty years old now, so Megan wanted her to replace herself a lucky man during an occasion as important as this.

In fact, Megan thought about it before and found that the three major families weren't bad choices.

But, the Lowrys now had a new candidate for the lady of the family, and J'Adore was also the head of the No.1 organization in Markovia. No matter how much she wanted the lucky man to be Mason, she dared not let Emily provoke them.

Besides, the Sanders Family and the Moss Family were good candidates too. It would undoubtedly be best if Emily could get their attention!

After all, no wealthy family could refuse a well-bred young lady!

Upon hearing the words 'real diamonds', Emily straightened up and looked in the mirror more proudly than before.

Janet; oh, Janet. Mom is willing to use real diamonds to customize a dress for me, yet you don't even have the right to walk through the banquet doors. Tsk, tsk! So what if you're the biological daughter? In the end, you're no better than me, and I'm the adopted daughter! Hahaha. Emily looked in the mirror with an unconcealable smile on her face.

Meanwhile, Janet was at the Lowry Residence. As soon as she ended the phone call with Emily, she walked into the living room and saw Sean holding a red paper that resembled an invitation.

When the man sitting on the sofa caught sight of Janet's silhouette, he couldn't help but appear a little more joyful. His thin lips opened slightly and he called out, "Babe."

Janet hummed a faint answer and walked downstairs.

"What's Sean holding?"

A small smile appeared on the man's lips as he answered, "It's an invitation from the Jacksons. Don't you know about it?"

"Huh?" Janet stared at him incomprehensibly.

With one hand, Mason grabbed her so that she was sitting on his lap. He leaned against her and took a deep breath. "Apparently, it's an invitation from the potential champion of the World Piano Competition."