All Chapters of Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Hearing this, William's face darkened even more. He was about to fiercely criticize Logan Morgan, but then he noticed the hidden pain in Emily's eyes.William sighed softly. Despite all the grudges that made Emily despise Logan Morgan, they were still father and daughter in the end.William swallowed his words and said, "Emily, Logan Morgan is not a good man. Such people always put their interests first. If you give him any hope... he'll use your name to do things.""Stay away from him," William urged repeatedly. His tone was heavy, and his eyes focused on Emily's slightly swollen belly. "When you have time, you must have the wedding with your boyfriend. Don't have a child out of wedlock... I don't want you to follow in your mother's footsteps."William's eyes were already moist as he spoke.He had always treated Emily as his own daughter, hoping she would live a good life more than anyone else.Emily felt a lump in her throat and quickly gripped William's hand tightly. "I came to see

William took a careful look at Mr. Satan.He was tall, had a calm demeanor, and looked reliable, except for a scar on his face.From a distance, it wasn’t noticeable, but up close, the scar stood out.Oddly enough, this made William feel more at ease.Emily had mentioned he never had a girlfriend before, probably because of the scar.But a scar isn’t a disease or anything serious. As long as he treated Emily well, the scar isn't a problem."I heard from Emily that your last name is Norman?"Mr. Satan nodded. "Yes, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Vincent. I started my own company. I have a father and grandmother, and a younger brother and sister."Emily looked up at him.Hearing this from Mr. Satan sounded a bit surreal to her.It was like an employee reporting to their boss."Good, that reassures me. Emily doesn’t have much family, so it’s nice you have a big family. I don’t need to say more; you know what I mean."Mr. Satan nodded lightly. "Yes, I understand.""Alright," William sa

Sophia ignored the pain from her injuries and rushed over, clinging to Logan, "Dad, please, take me away from here. I have nowhere else to go..."Sophia wasn't lying.She couldn't stay here any longer.Everyone looked at her with disdain, and no matter what she did, people jumped at the chance to ridicule her.Sam treated her like a plaything, never regarding her as a human being. He had promised to give her $100,000 after they slept together, but now he wouldn’t even answer her calls!Not a single penny from the promised $100,000, and she spent the whole night with him! Her body was covered in bruises, and it hurt so much that even lifting her arm felt like her skin was tearing apart.Logan made no effort to hide the disgust on his face, "You’ve got the wrong person. Let go of me."People around them laughed, "Yeah, Sophia, can’t you even recognize your own dad now?"Sophia gritted her teeth, ignoring the jeers.With Sam not answering her calls, she had to cling to Logan; otherwise,

Emily turned around and left.When she returned to the house, she saw a crowd gathered at the door.There were many familiar faces among them.Just as she was about to walk over, someone gently grabbed her arm. "Emily... Is it really you? Emily, you’ve finally come back!"Emily smiled and greeted her. "Hello."The woman holding her hand was the same one who had just made Sophia speechless.The woman clung to her hand, speaking continuously. "It’s good that you’re back. Just now, Sophia tried to buy something and didn’t pay. We all saw her news. You shouldn’t bother with her anymore. Just live your own life well. She’s not worth it."The woman's voice was loud, and many people around heard her.They all came over to greet Emily.Emily had been away for five years.She had transformed from a naive twenty-one-year-old girl into a mature woman.Although her demeanor had changed, her appearance was still the same, making it easy for people to recognize her.Everyone asked about her current

By the time they returned to the Hilton Hotel, it was already evening.Emily's belly had grown. She had been busy all day and was now utterly exhausted.But she couldn't bear to part with the design drawing her mother had left behind. She lay in bed, holding the drawing up to the light, trying to find any other traces her mother might have left."This design was created by my mom in her senior year. She must have been pregnant with me at that time," Emily murmured.Mr. Satan gently took the drawing from her hands, carefully folded it, and placed it on the nearby table. "You will have plenty of time to look at it later. Get some rest now.""But I can't sleep," Emily said. "People say handwriting reflects a person’s character. My mom’s handwriting is so delicate; she must have been very gentle, right?"It had been over twenty years. Who could say for sure?Mr. Satan lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms. "Yes, you must be very much like her."His warm embrace made Emily feel dr