"Emma, there's something I need to warn you about first." Alder Vitelli suddenly reached out and grabbed Emma Aiden's arm.
Before he could speak, Emma Aiden sensitively avoided his hand and looked up at him.
She used her eyes to ask him what was wrong.
"..."
Alder Vitelli looked at his empty arm and raised an eyebrow.
"You're so cautious that you don't even let others touch you. People who don't know might think you're saving yourself for someone,"
Alder Vitelli only said that because he felt the atmosphere was a bit heavy and wanted to joke with her.
But as soon as he spoke, Emma Aiden's facial expression instantly turned pale.
In her mind, Harrison Yale's words to her flashed by.
"Daughter-in-law, you're mine, from head to toe, even your hair is mine, no one else can touch you."
Emma Aiden realized what she was thinking, shook her head, and dismissed the chaotic thoughts from her mind.
"Was that what you wanted to tell me just now?"
