Chapter 529 Wastrel

Maverick was too naïve. Even Emilia had no idea what to do with him anymore.

Emilia dismissed him with a wave of her hand and said in a defeated voice, "Go and have someone buy the books you need first."

Maverick was more than happy to be away from Emilia's nagging and ran off joyfully.

Emilia lay on the sofa, looking outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The gloomy sky reflected her current mood.

Everything she had achieved through various means, she couldn't just hand it over to Maverick, who was nothing but a wastrel.

"Can't you see? You're taking care of someone who's nothing better than a wastrel. Do you still want to continue working for them?" A voice suddenly sounded.

Emilia frowned, looking displeased at the person who spoke. "How did you come here? I already said this isn't the place for you to come and go as you please."

Cynthia sneered, casually sitting down beside her. "Say it again? Am I not allowed to be here?"

"Didn't we say so?" Emilia found Cynthia's presence