Chapter 449

　　Third Person's POV 　　A knock sounded, and the butler entered, handing Emily a phone. "Mr. Chavez is calling for you." 　　Emily's face darkened as she took the call. Richard's voice came through, "Emily, are you still angry with me?" 　　"Why did you do this? Am I not your daughter?" Her voice still trembled. 　　"Of course you are. I have always treated you as my own. I'm in trouble, and you'll help me through it, right? You've always been a good girl," Richard's tone dripped with feigned warmth. 　　"Yes, I will," Emily replied, her voice hollow, her heart now a cold, determined void. 　　The naive, dependent stepdaughter was gone—hatred and clarity had taken root, and she knew her retaliation was about to begin. 　　Blake and Catherine's wedding invitations had been sent out, met with numerous blessings. 　　Abigail and Patricia helped Catherine choose several dresses, including a nearly ten-million-dollar pure white wedding gown embedded with thousands of crystals. 　　Catherine was moved to tea