Chapter 1230: Get Checked

"You’ve finally pushed someone to their limit, and you’ve found your place; that’s pretty good." Benjamin Walton gently patted the bed, sighing, "Without you in the Walton Family, our home can finally be peaceful.""Mmm mmm mmm..." Emerie Wilson struggled violently, causing the bed to creak slightly.

Benjamin Walton sighed lightly and said, "If you stayed in the Walton Family, you could still be Mrs. Walton. Although things wouldn’t be as good as before, they wouldn’t be too different. But you insisted on bringing this upon yourself..."

Benjamin Walton nodded and said, "Don’t worry, I’ll let your parents know."

Upon hearing Benjamin Walton say this, Emerie Wilson finally saw a glimmer of hope and stopped struggling.

"That’s better, don’t make too much fuss, or else, if you get sedated, you probably won’t even have the chance to see your parents." Benjamin Walton "kindly" advised her before leaving.

When he got home, he saw Old Mr. Walton standing by the stairs as soon as he entered.

"Dad," Benjamin called out.

"It’s so late, where have you been?" Old Mr. Walton asked with a frown.

Recently, the company’s situation hasn’t been optimistic, and Benjamin has been extremely busy. Even Old Mr. Walton had to seek out old friends despite his pride.

In any case, the company absolutely cannot collapse; even if it shrinks, it’s fine as long as it survives. His expectations are significantly lower now.

"Let’s talk in the study," Benjamin Walton sighed lightly.

Seeing Benjamin’s heavy expression, Old Mr. Walton felt uneasy and quickly went to the study. He couldn’t help but ask as soon as they closed the door, "What’s going on?"

"Emerie Wilson caused a scene at Charles Seymour’s place and got herself caught in a mental institution." Benjamin Walton’s words stunned Old Mr. Walton for a moment, then he couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Good, that’s good news, she’s finally brought this on herself. Our family can finally relax."

"The only bad thing is that you still have to be her nominal husband." Old Mr. Walton sighed, sounding a bit regretful.

"It’s no big deal; the Walton Family has successors anyway, it’s just a title, I don’t care." Benjamin Walton sighed, saying, "As long as Emerie stays in the hospital, the Walton Family shouldn’t face further pressure from Charles Seymour’s side."

The company can no longer compare to its past, but at least it has been preserved, hasn’t it?

"That’s true." Old Mr. Walton nodded in agreement, "It’s better than having Emerie Wilson ruin our family."

"I’ll inform her parents right away; since she’s in a hospital, we absolutely have to inform her family." Once Benjamin Walton said this, Old Mr. Walton couldn’t help but laugh, "You brat, you’re really bad."

"Dad, I’m just taking the opportunity to vent some anger; who made Emerie Wilson, that brainless fool, cause our Walton Family’s assets to shrink drastically!" Benjamin Walton laughed gleefully, as if he didn’t hate Emerie Wilson?

If she hadn’t kept bringing trouble upon herself later on, how could the Walton Family have ended up like this?

After receiving Benjamin Walton’s call, Old Mrs. Wilson couldn’t sit still, urgently pushing Old Mr. Wilson to hurry to the hospital to see Emerie Wilson.

"My daughter definitely doesn’t have mental illness; have you thoroughly checked?" Old Mrs. Wilson got anxious as soon as she arrived at the hospital, slapping the doctor’s desk and scolding angrily, "I want to take her away right now!"

"I think you should have her thoroughly checked out." The doctor patiently said, "We also have some information here, your daughter often displays abnormal behavior. Not accepting treatment wouldn’t be good for her."