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Emma Parker's POV

My four children nodded, but unlike my two daughters, her attitude immediately changed. I sighed because I knew about my daughter's changes. How do I explain that her father is a pimp? Of course, she was ashamed of the actions I had done in the past. A man will never leave a mark, even if he is a pimp. The sensitive ones are women. She sells herself to pimps, not to pimps who sell themselves. That's how people think. This kid definitely doesn't know this. Or maybe they will get hurt later. Seeing how her mother treated her father was indeed inappropriate. I also don't want to destroy the parenting style that has been applied to my two sons and daughters. Even though I'm not right, I don't want my son to be like his father.

After explaining well. However, they just nodded in understanding, but her attitude looked very disappointed. I certainly cannot be fooled by the treatment of my children.

I am the one who looks after it, I have always been there in every development, until now. How could I not recognize my two sons and daughter?

Especially this Ainsley. Maybe she needs a father, not because my other children don't. Very sensitive when a woman. How else? I can only be silent. Let that attitude return to the beginning by itself. I don't want to hide their disappointment. That they have to do this and that. Not good either, that's why I give a little space to my children.

Logan Carter is very similar to my four children. However, he was not the man I slept with four years ago. If this rich man drives a car as luxurious as this, the question is how could he be a pimp? Impossible, right? He already had a lot of wealth, why did he become a pimp? Not a good thought.

Logan Carter takes them to his house. The four children looked sound asleep. The servants at Logan Carter's house had prepared rooms for my son and daughter, and I provided a room. Logan Carter carried my children one by one.

“How about tonight you come to the party that will be held nearby? It just so happened that I did it."

"I want to, it's just that I didn't bring clothes for events like parties."

Logan Carter smiled. "You don't need to worry about that, my maid will accompany you, later to choose the clothes you like."

I nodded with a smile. Scarlett Carter is very good. her brother is the same way. They were blessed with such abundant wealth.

After that conversation, Logan Carter's permission to leave. And told me to relax in this house to do as I please.

"Mrs!" call someone who surprised me. Because that call doesn't suit me.

"Emma Parker, just call me that," I said with a smile.

The servant looked down. “Sorry ma'am, I can't. This is an order from Mr. Logan. You want to see what clothes to wear to tonight's party. Come with me!” said her respectfully.

What did Logan Carter say to make this servant so subservient to her? It feels uncomfortable. Because I've never been treated like this. Even when I still had a lot of wealth, my servants were not as respectful as this. What kind of work is there in Logan Carter's house?

I just frowned. Their treatment is like a kingdom. Even I'm not the queen or just the princess here. Special guests, temporary guests. How can they act like that to me? Reluctantly I followed the maid from behind. Because Logan Carter's house is very spacious. There are lots of servants here.

I chose a jet black dress that looked slightly open with a wide open back showing my white skin and the dress was long. However, a long tear on the right thigh showed the white of my leg. I looked so elegant, with light make-up, giving a very beautiful impression. Not only is my makeup beautiful, but I'm still beautiful without makeup. My face is sweet and I have sexy lips. Many men approached me. However, it's a pity that I don't want to have that kind of relationship. I'm not ready to be a wife, I just want to raise my four children successfully.

A big party like this doesn't think about my four children. They had been arranged by Logan Carter to have his servant accompany them. And obeyed the wishes of the four of them. As long as there are no wounds or even scratches on their bodies. When it's finished, I'll take care of them again. That's what Logan Carter said to the servants. Without my knowledge, I accidentally overheard their conversation.

My gaze met someone familiar to me. Someone is wearing a half-finished mask like four years ago. This surprised me. I recognized him as a pimp because of the same mask. I remember very well the mask the pimp wore. I approached him and spoke to him in a whisper.

"Don't you have a pimp?"

The masked man then introduced himself, "My name is Joseph Guezz." he stretched out his hand to me.

"So the pimp is you, Joseph Guezz?"

I met him at this party What an extraordinary fate.

I saw Joseph Guezz's half-finished dress, why did he come to this party? Will it make a living?

"I deliberately followed you, because I don't have a permanent job." The answer is relaxed. I still think Joseph Guezz did the same job.

“Get a decent job!”

"Other jobs only produce pimps," said Him again. just stunned to hear that.

I feel sorry for myself. What will my children say? If he sells his body to be slept with by rich people. Women who make money. I can't imagine it!

"Have you given birth to our child?" he asked casually while drinking a glass of wine.

"that is none of your business."

I shook my head slowly. His treatment was completely beyond reason. How will he support his children by sleeping with rich women? What is he really thinking? He doesn't think about how a child would suffer if they found out about their treatment. Those who earn a living depend on rich women.