After hearing that, Liam raised an eyebrow and gently ruffled Emma's bangs. He didn't say a word.
At that moment, the old man seated in the center finally spoke. "Amelia, now that you're back, no more running wild. You can help your eldest and second brothers at home, and get along with your sisters-in-law."
"Oh, I know, Dad. I came back this time because of big brother's wedding. If I hadn't gotten wind of such a big event, I bet you wouldn't have remembered to tell me?" Amelia said playfully.
"You're still a little girl. You've been gallivanting around all these years, and your family couldn't even find you. You're not allowed to leave this time." Benjamin said with a smile.
Emma was stunned. It seemed Benjamin's eyes had been fixed on Amelia the whole time.
It was strange for Emma to see him like this. He was usually so serious.
And the way he looked at Amelia was clearly filled with joy and satisfaction.
Something was off!
This sister... was weird?
Emma's keen observation kicked in as she silently studied everyone's expressions, turning into Detective Emma in an instant!
"I know, second brother. You're the best to me."
With that, Amelia winked mischievously, her gaze returning to Liam.
"Brother, don't you have anything to say to me?" Amelia still held a sliver of hope in her heart. She wanted to know if Liam had missed her after all these years away.
Even just a little...
Hearing this, Liam didn't think much. A warm smile spread across his face. "Amelia, I'm glad you're back, but..."
But what?
At this moment, Amelia's heart was about to leap out of her chest. Could he actually say it?
Missed her, reluctant to let her go, or something else...
When Emma heard his words, she was only half-listening.
Was there something wrong with Liam?
Emma's head was spinning. It seemed detective work was still hard to do.
She glanced casually at Benjamin and noticed he was also lowering his head, ears perked up. It seemed he was listening intently to Liam, but then again, maybe not.
He bowed his head. Emma couldn't see the expression on Benjamin's face. However, his figure looked a little desolate.
How fascinating. It seemed they were all people with stories.
At that moment, Emma just wanted to pull up a small stool, grab a bag of sunflower seeds, and sit quietly as a girl listening to a story.
Liam paused, frowned slightly, remained silent for a moment, then continued, "But, Amelia, you've been abroad for so many years. What have you been doing, and with whom?"
So that's what Liam was concerned about?
Thinking back, it seemed Amelia had left home and gone abroad alone eight years ago, right when Liam went to serve in the military.
Because the family would send her money on time every month, they never worried about her livelihood.
But for so many years, there had been no word from her, no letters. Besides knowing she was still alive, Liam hadn't found any other information.
Amelia hadn't expected his first question to be so dull. Her expectant eyes dimmed a little. "I haven't done much for so many years. I just traveled around, went to different countries, and experienced the local customs and cultures there."
"Oh... Brother, what's there to say about my affairs? Let's talk about you and your sister-in-law. How did you meet? How long have you been together? The wedding is tomorrow. You must be very happy?"
Amelia was more interested in Liam and the woman beside him.
"Your sister-in-law? There's nothing to say. You can ask her later... I'm tired today. I think I'll go upstairs and rest early. Emma, please ask some servants to help clean up Amelia's room. I still have several papers upstairs. I'll go up first." After giving his instructions, Liam got up and went upstairs.
The old man looked at Amelia fondly. "Daughter, rest early. Dress up nicely tomorrow. The media must have found out about your return. There will probably be some reports."
"I understand, Dad. You rest early too. Good night." Amelia got up, ran to the old man, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
When Benjamin saw her like this, he said jealously, "Amelia, what about me?"
Then he shamelessly got up, opened his arms, and prepared for a big hug.
But who would have thought that Amelia was as light as a swallow. She quickly dodged to the side, making Benjamin lunge at thin air.
"Second brother, can you be serious? They say you're the general manager of Las Vegas Entertainment City now. You act like a child all day. You're so childish..."
Benjamin was speechless.
Childish?
Didn't she know how much he had missed her all these years?
Benjamin helplessly lowered his arms. "Alright, rest early." If you can't hug the person you like, just let them go freely.
Watching his retreating back, Emma saw such a lonely figure for the first time.
She used to see him fooling around, but now she felt sorry seeing him like this.
At that moment, Amelia turned back to look at her. "Sister-in-law, come on. I'll show you to my room."
"Ah? Oh... Alright." Emma said a few words to Charlotte and followed Amelia upstairs.
She really didn't know where Amelia's room was.
Because Emma had been here so long, and no one had ever told her there was a little sister in the house!
The plot was fascinating, and the characters were rich.
Emma felt that these experiences could be written into a thick autobiography.
The questions in Emma's mind at this moment were about to catch up with a hundred thousand whys.
The most important thing was that Amelia took her to the third floor?
Wasn't the third floor Liam and Emma's domain?
Emma frowned. Was the room opposite their bedroom... Amelia's room?
Sure enough, Amelia opened the mysterious room, and Emma quickly took a few steps to follow her.
As soon as she entered, she found that almost all the decorations and furnishings were dark purple.
Curtains, sofas, bedsheets, even the wallpaper were purple.
Although it was exquisite and beautiful, still...
You could imagine that scene: open your eyes, and the world was filled with rich purple, without a trace of impurity.
If you saw too much, no matter how beautiful the color, you would feel depressed.
Besides, purple was a symbol of melancholy.
Amelia, such a lively and lovely girl, would like such a deep color?
Emma opened her mouth in surprise. "Do you like purple that much?"