My Most Precious Wife
Chapter 293 Clues

She had never seen the similar simple and elegant retro skirt before. Instead, it was the style, or the way that woman was dressed that she indeed had an impression ... Emily finally remembered that she hadn't seen this dress before, but that she had seen similar dressing-up!

Yes, just the dressing up! Including hairstyles, skirts, and makeup!

It was Wendy!

Emily could never forget that scene. Because of Wendy's acting, Matriarch Jackson thought that Emily had bullied Wendy.

At that time, Matriarch Jackson looked at her with disappointment and even a little disdain, which made her heart tremble.

On that day, Wendy was dressed exactly like Talia in the photo!

From that day onwards, she pretended to be the granddaughter of Matriarch Jackson!

It must be so! It was that day!

What exactly happened in the Jackson family's backyard that day?

She gripped her palm tightly and tried to recall.

The more she recalled, the clearer the scene on that day became.

Evie, the maid of Matriarch Jackson, was not fired by Emily yet.

Before Emily met Matriarch Jackson, what exactly happened between her and Wendy?

This Evie might be a key role.

Emily put away the photos and tended to put the book back in place.

Unexpectedly, her hand slipped and the book almost fell from her hand.

Just as she hurriedly caught it, she saw a little thing fall out of the inner page and land on the ground.

Emily squatted down and picked up the paper, only to replace that it was actually a business card.

It said Luke's Detective Agency, Luke Cooke.

It turned out that Matriarch Jackson had found a private detective to investigate some matters.

If she guessed right, the Matriarch wanted to replace out who her granddaughter was.

So, in the beginning, was Emily the person that Luke helped the Matriarch investigate? However, on that day when Wendy was dressed like Talia, everything was changed. What else had happened? Now, Emily was still in a mess, unable to figure it out.

There were footsteps outside, which startled Emily. She hurriedly put the business card into her bag and pretended to be looking through the book.

Sarah came in from outside and saw her. She said, "The news came that Patriarch Jackson is back. Now you may leave."

"Alright." Emily put the book back to its original position and immediately followed her to get out of the back room, then returned to Manson's Tamron Pavilion. Seeing Emily, Manson was excited for a long time.

She said that she had encountered a robber at that time, but was rescued later. Manson did not pursue this matter.

Because it was obvious that she was unwilling to elaborate it.

Manson only regretted that he hadn't taken good care of her.

"I've already had someone give a lesson to those girls, especially the women from the Marsh family."

However, Manson still didn't have the confidence to talk about this in front of Emily.

Since he couldn't be the first to help her when she was in need, what was the use of making up when "the die is cast"? Sure enough, Emily was not in the mood. When Manson said something, she nodded to show that she was listening. Apart from that, there was nothing else.

After dinner, Manson still insisted on sending Emily out, and Sarah did not stop him.

But today, Emily told him that she wanted to slowly walk around the courtyard.

So they got on the sightseeing bus and drove slowly along the front yard.

"I'm really sorry about what happened that day..."

"Didn't you agree not to mention it again?" It was useless to talk too much.

Emily was not so cold to him, but she wasn't enthusiastic either.

"I'm coming to dinner with you because of the deal with your mother. However, I also want you to feel your mother's love for you and do not let her worry again," she said. "I didn't make her worry. During this period of time, I've been working hard since I heard that you were back."

That he was a lazybones in her heart was the last thing Manson wanted to see.

Emily looked at him. The way he looked at her was gentle and sincere.

Thinking about using him, she felt a little uneasy, "I actually ..."'

"Are you really in a relationship with the Young Master Henry?" Manson wanted to ask this question the first time he saw her.

It was only because he was afraid that she would feel disgusted that he waited so long to talk about it.

Emily wanted to say no, but she thought back and said, "If I said yes, what you would do?"

She had no idea why she attracted this noble young master.

In terms of appearance, although she looked charming, to him with such status, beauty was probably not that important.

But after getting along with him, she gradually realized that Manson's feeling to her was not as simple as just infatuation.

Manson's eyes were a little dim, but he still cheered up and said, "As long as you two are not married, I still have a chance." Emily did not know how to respond him. She raised her eyes and saw that the familiar car turned into the direction of the WongRiver Pavilion. He was back!

"Young Master Manson, I still have some matters to do. Just tell the driver to stop and put me down here. I will leave on my own." Manson could also see that car.

He became much more disappointed. Whether it was Hunter or Henry, she would care about them both.

Only he was the most dispensable one.

"You asked me to show you around the courtyard just to see if Hunter has returned?"

"Since you're already with Young Master Henry, don't interfere with Hunter. I'm not blaming you, but just afraid that you'll get hurt." Emily knew that he had misunderstood her, but it was better. If he hated her, there wouldn't be so much entanglement.

"This is my business." She patted the railing of the sightseeing bus and said, "Please stop."

However, Manson instructed, "Send her to the Wong River Pavilion."

The driver immediately drove the sightseeing bus to the Wong River Pavilion.

If there was Emily alone, she might not be able to enter.

Now, with Manson leading the way, no one would stop them.

They parked in front of the main hall of the WongRiver Pavilion.

Before Emily could say anything, Manson said, "I won't hinder you. I'll wait for you in the courtyard, okay?"

She was a little touched by his thoughtfulness.

"I don't know when I will come out. You may go back first ..."

"I'll wait for you." Not saying much, Manson asked the driver to drive the sightseeing bus to the corner of the courtyard.

He leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Emily took a deep breath before walking into the hall.

She didn't expect to see Wendy at first glance the moment she entered.

Wendy had just come down the stairs with a look of unwillingness. She somehow had just suffered.

She also did not expect to see Emily appear in the hall of the Wong River Pavilion.

"What are you doing here?" Wendy immediately changed her dispirited expression and walked over with her chin raised.

She intended to replace Hunter just now, but he didn't want to see her at all.

After being "persuaded" back by Liam, Wendy was naturally in a bad mood.

Now that Emily came, she just happened to disturb Wendy!

"Who let you in? Is here a place you can come as you wish? Get out!" Wendy shouted fiercely.