Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

田 AD Comment Send gift No Ads Chapter 128 When Klein said they weren't heading back to the villa but straight to Moore Manor, Whitney couldn't help but wonder why. It wasn't Friday, after all. As soon as they stepped inside, George and his wife, Carter and Emily, and James were all waiting for them. "Klein, you're back," James said. Whitney smiled sweetly. "Dad." "Come on, Whit, sit next to me," James said. Carter and Emily's faces fell. Emily gripped her phone so tightly her knuckles turned white. 'Why is Grandpa always defending Whitney?' she fumed to herself.

Klein, meanwhile, just gave a relaxed smile and gently patted Whitney on the back. "Go sit with Dad. He's here to back you up." George had no idea what kind of drama this family meeting was about to stir up. He let out a heavy sigh and said, "Klein, you're the one who asked Dad to call us all back, right?" Klein didn't bother to hide it. "Yeah. I had everyone come back today because I have a question for my so- called good niece. Emily, just what are you up to?" "You manipulated the show on purpose, got the netizens to gang up on Whit, and nearly caused a disaster.

What the hell were you thinking?" Klein demanded. George sucked in a sharp breath. "Someone almost died? Klein, is there some kind of misunderstanding here? How could things get that serious?" Whitney let out a mocking laugh. "Because Emily stirred things up during the livestream, the netizens went after one of the trainees so hard, he almost couldn't take it and tried to end it all. If it weren't for Klein, he wouldn't be here now." Whitney shuddered at the memory. "While Klein was trying to save him, he ended up falling from the eighth floor himself." "What?" James shot to his feet.

"Klein, are you okay?" Klein gave a wry smile. "Guess I owe my survival to my lovely niece." Emily's face fell, shock flashing across her features. She hadn't expected things to blow up like this, not in a million years. James's expression darkened. "Emily, what do you have to say for yourself?" Emily's eyes were rimmed with red. "Grandpa, I... I didn't know. I just said something without thinking." Whitney shot her a frosty glare. "Do you even realize that a thoughtless comment can get someone killed?

"You said something thoughtless during the livestream, stirred up all this trouble, and you still think you're blameless?" George was so disappointed in his children. Aside from causing him trouble, they were never any use at all. "Whitney, calm down. At least Klein's okay. But as his older brother, I have to remind you, if someone wants to end their life, it's not our job to risk our own lives for them," George said. "At the end of the day, he was just too weak-minded," George added. Whitney knew George would never like her, no matter the reason.

Klein couldn't stand seeing Whitney be treated unfairly. "George, you can't say that. If that trainee really did jump because of what Emily did, she'd be the next one the netizens would target." George was momentarily at a loss for words. "That wasn't really leading anyone, was it?" George tried to defend. Klein mocked, "Then what exactly counts as inciting someone?" He slammed down the chat logs and payment records showing Emily paid to spread negative rumors online, raising an eyebrow. "So, does this count as inciting?" George's eyes narrowed, but he tried to keep his cool.

"Klein, what is this?" "Take a look. Lena, why don't you tell your Uncle George what this is?" Klein said. Lena suddenly realized she was on the spot. She shot Klein and Whitney a look that said, 'I've got this.' "You got it, Uncle Klein. Grandpa, Uncle George. Oh my god, is this really Emily in these chats? Emily, why did you hire people to post smear articles about Whitney?" Lena blurted out. "And that's not all. You even bought a bot army to spam the live chat, didn't you?" Lena added. "Emily, you must be rolling in cash. dropping tens of thousands like it's nothing!

It's obvious you really wanted to take Whitney down," Lena said. Emily was stunned, panic flooding her. 'Who ratted me out?' she thought, her mind spinning. 'Oh no, Uncle Klein knows! I am over.' She shot a desperate look at Carter, hoping for some kind of support, but all she saw was a flash of disgust in his eyes. 'Is he actually disgusted by me?' Emily thought, her mind reeling. Emily started to lose it. "No, these are all fake! They're photoshopped! None of this is real!" She snatched the documents from Lena's hands and tore them to shreds, completely losing control.

Klein turned to George, whose face was dark with worry. "So, George, what are you going to do now?" Sabrina couldn't help but speak up for her daughter. "Klein, just chalk this up to Emily losing her head for a moment. Emily, get on your knees and apologize to your uncle and aunt right now!" 'On my knees?' Emily's mind spun, humiliation and disbelief crashing over her. A dangerous chill flickered in Klein's eyes. 'Does she really think I care about her apology?' he thought with utter disdain.

"First, she needs to issue a public apology on X, admit her wrongdoing, and announce she's quitting the industry. Second, since she was doing just fine living abroad, she can stay there and not come back," Klein said coldly. "No!" Emily shouted, her voice trembling with disbelief. "I'm not leaving! What gives you the right to kick me out? Carter, say something. Don't just stand there!" "This is my home, my husband's here. Why should I be the one to go?' Emily thought. George looked torn, struggling for words.

"Klein, isn't this going a little too far?" Klein narrowed his eyes, turning to James, who still hadn't spoken. "Dad, do you think I'm being too harsh?" James sighed inwardly. 'If Emily stays here, this family will never know peace!' With great difficulty, he finally made his decision. "Emily, just listen to your uncle and go abroad. Carter, if you want to go with her, I won't stand in your way," James said, his voice heavy with resignation. George and Sabrina stared in shock. "Dad!" "Dad, this has nothing to do with Carter!" Sabrina objected, her voice rising in disbelief.

James's face was grim. "Look, they're married. If Carter wants to go with her, I won't stop him. If he wants to stay, that's his choice." "That's it. There's no changing my mind," James said. "Or does what I say not matter in this house anymore?" James's sharp gaze made George and Sabrina fall silent. Whitney shot a frosty glare at Emily, who was glaring back with pure hatred in her eyes. 'What's the point of hating me? Maybe she should hate herself for picking such a useless man, Whitney thought, her lips curling in disdain. 'She brought this on herself!

Emily slumped to the ground, dazed and broken, her mind spinning. "They're really sending me away? Am I ever coming back, or is this it for me?' The thought hit her like a punch to the gut. She grabbed onto Carter's pant leg, pleading, her voice cracking. "Carter, please, come with me! I can't stand being all alone in some freezing place overseas. Please, don't leave me by myself!" Carter looked torn, his face complicated. He slowly peeled her desperate fingers off his pants. "Emily, you need to accept this. You messed up, and now you have to deal with it.

Maybe when I have time, I'll come visit you. Okay?" Emily's last hope was utterly crushed. Klein pressed his lips together. "Don't call me cold-hearted. You can stick around for my wedding with Whitney next week." That final blow completely crushed Emily's pride. Everything went dark, and she collapsed. 田 AD Comment Send gift No Ads Dex Morgan Dex Morgan works to elevate each story with clean writing, emotional balance, and thoughtful flow for readers.