
After completing the pilgrimage, Emily asked Romario's personal driver to take her to the place where she should be there. Emily stands in front of Aunt Catalina's house. The half-century woman was the older sister of Olvier's father Emily. However, for one reason or another, Emily's custody falls to Romario. For a long time he had not met his aunt, the last time they greeted each other in court.
When Emily must hold back her anger, her only aunt takes all the property and transfers all their debts to her family. They even confiscated everything on the grounds of the will of the court. However, the fact was that it switched hands to Catalina. It is ironic that he had to endure desperately to get the rights to his parents' house. Emily closed her eyes for a moment remembering the suffering she had experienced first.
"Do I have to go in?" Emily gave a rough sigh. "Ah, that's it." The young girl stepped away from Aunt Catalin's gate and got back into the car. "Sorry Uncle, can you take me somewhere?"
"Si, Miss."
As the car drove back from Aunt Catalina's house, Emily preferred to stay away from having to deal with the greedy humans. Her aunt Catalina had a daughter who lived a hedon life just like her mother. They can spend millions of dollars just to look luxurious. And for Emily it's a shame to have deprived others of the right to live their lifestyles.
It didn't take long, Emily's car now stopped in front of a house with a concrete fence that was milling around her. The house with a French-style building structure still looks sturdy, There is one Mapel tree whose body is next to his house. The girl's eyes narrowed slightly, it had been a few years that she had not visited, but the house looked clean and tidy. As the long-haired girl approached the door, suddenly a figure of a man came out from inside her house. Emily was shocked and took a few steps back.
"Who are you?"
"Sorry Senorita, I should have asked. Who are you, why are you in front of my house?"
The blue bead is round. "Your house?"
"Si, this is my home. Are you looking for someone?"
Emily shook her head with a limp body. "No way, this is my house, all the letters of this house are written in your name, where maybe someone dares to sell it, even the land letter is on me."
"Who? Who sold you this house?
"Mrs Catalina" replied the man who was about the same age as Emily. For a moment the man smiled. "Actually, he said that if this house was his brother's memory, he didn't want to sell it at first but out of fear that it would not be maintained he was forced to sell it to me. And I really like this house."
"Maustin ...." Emily's hand shook with a fist. "How dare you sell my house without asking me, did you forge the letters of this house in order to sell it?" the stuff in Emily's heart was so painful.
Without waiting for long, Emily ran back into the car and rushed back to her aunt's house. After arriving, the bright white woman ran out of the car without closing the door. Emily did not even press the bell but rather pushed the door with both hands.
"Aunt Catalina, open the door!"
"Who shouts impolitely out there, doesn't know if the bell in our house is still working."
Catalina came down at a quick pace irritated by the sound of the door continuing to sound rude. However, when opening the door. Catalina's irritated expression turned frozen with perfectly rounded eyes.
"Emily! Are you free?"
Emily clucked with her jaw that began to tighten. The rows of his teeth were even close to colliding due to the growing anger. "How's aunt Catalina doing. Did you miss me?"