Helen's sharp tongue could really be infuriating at times.“Where are you taking me?” Helen asked, suddenly feeling a bit nervous about Zac’s silence and determined demeanor. “I’m taking you home!” Zac replied firmly. When the car stopped, Helen looked out, her tipsiness fading slightly as confusion set in. “Zac, this isn’t my house. Where the hell are we? Take me home!” Zac got out, opened her door, and unbuckled her seatbelt. “My home is your home!” he declared. Without waiting for her reply, he steadied her wobbling steps and led her into his place. “Zac, let go of me! You’re tangled up with another woman, and now you’re dragging me to your house? Let go!” Helen protested, struggling against his grip. “I’m not tangled up with anyone. I’ve never had another woman. I only like you!” Zac said, his voice laced with frustration. “I don’t believe you!” “Come home with me, and I’ll prove it to you!” “Who cares?” “I care!” Zac shot back. Once inside, Zac shut
Mrs. Zimmer noticed the playful tension between Justin and Emily and tactfully left the dining area. Unaware of Emma's return, Mrs. Zimmer assumed that Emily had stormed off to stay at a friend’s place for a couple of days after an argument with Justin, only to be retrieved by him later. Just two days ago, Justin had even called to instruct Sam to have Mrs. Zimmer stock up Emily’s closet with new outfits.When Justin finally finished eating, Emily, who had been enduring the awkward situation like a prisoner awaiting release, quickly stood up from the table. At that moment, her phone chimed with a new message. it was a message from Helen. “Made it home safely.”Emily put her phone down and turned to Justin. “I want to go visit a friend.”Justin, remembering her friend from the bar last night, frowned. “No.”Emily stood frozen, wrestling with her thoughts, before reluctantly stepping forward and planting a quick kiss on his cheek. “I’ll be back before dark.”Justin lowered his g
“Alright, alright, it’s all my fault. Just don’t panic,” Zac tried to calm her down.How could Helen not panic? Emily was almost at her place, and Helen had no idea how to explain why she hadn’t come home last night or the fact that she had spent the night with a man. She threw on her clothes as fast as she could and rushed out the door. Zac drove like a man on a mission, pushing the car to its limits. When they reached the entrance to Helen’s apartment complex, she didn’t even say goodbye. She leapt out of the car and sprinted inside. Zac stayed behind, watching her until she disappeared into the building. As he started to reverse out, he spotted Justin’s car. Justin noticed him too and rolled down his window. The two exchanged a brief nod of acknowledgment. *Helen slowed her pace once she was inside, trying to catch her breath. She stopped by the lobby’s small grocery store to grab a few items, attempting to look as if she had simply been out shopping. When sh
“What’s the plan? Tell me, I want in!” Helen said enthusiastically.“Don’t worry, you’ll definitely be part of it,” Emily assured her.“By the way, how did you get home last night?” Emily asked, shifting the focus to Helen after finishing her own story.“How else? I’d had a bit to drink, so I… uh… grabbed a cab, of course.” Helen avoided Emily’s gaze, her voice carrying a nervous edge. “I’ll swing by the bar to pick up my car later today. As for those younger guys, I had already asked them to leave,” Helen added quickly, hoping to change the subject.Emily nodded, accepting the explanation, and turned to grab the gift bag she had brought. Meanwhile, Helen paced nervously around the room, debating whether to tell Emily about her night with Zac. She had only just found out Zac and Justin were friends. If she had known sooner, she wouldn’t have been so carefree about spending time with Zac at the seaside villa, exchanging contacts, or meeting him for dinners.“What are you doing?
But the real challenge was figuring out how to escape the ocean without being discovered and make her way abroad. Hiring a team from overseas sounded promising, but could they truly be trusted? As Emily was wracking her brain over these issues, her phone buzzed. Unlocking it, she saw a message from Sean. Before she could open it, her phone lit up with an incoming call from him. “Emily,” Sean’s voice was soft and reassuring, “I’m sorry for making you worry these past few days. My dad forced me to join a project and took my phone away. I just got it back now that the project’s done.” “It’s fine as long as you’re okay. I’m sorry for dragging you into this mess,” Emily replied, her tone tinged with guilt. Sean frowned on the other end of the line. “This has nothing to do with you. It’s all Justin’s fault for being such a jerk! He didn’t hurt you, did he?” “No,” Emily replied, feigning a lighthearted tone. It was just that Justin continued to keep her as his mistress, u
Under Justin's intense, stormy gaze, Emily was pulled into the grand banquet hall by Sean. The birthday banquet for Heidi was a spectacle of wealth and influence, with elites from every corner gathering to celebrate. Once inside, Justin didn’t spare Emily even a glance. Instead, he moved seamlessly through the crowd with Emma by his side, introducing her to business associates and relatives alike, cementing their relationship in the eyes of everyone present. From a distance, Jacob Yates was casually sipping from his glass of red wine as his gaze roamed over Emma’s figure, a faint smirk playing on his lips and a glint of amusement in his eyes. Nearby, guests were effusive in their praise, calling Justin and Emma a perfect match and marveling at Emma’s good fortune to secure the attention of the president of RC Corporation.Emily, however, paid no attention to the chatter. Her focus was entirely on the slice of cake before her, savoring its sweetness. Sean, on the other h
In the restroom, Justin pressed Emily against the sink, kissing her roughly as if to punish her. Panicked that someone might come in, Emily slapped at his back, trying to push him away.Outside the restroom, Emma searched for Justin, realizing she had already checked everywhere else. Standing near the men’s restroom, she called out, “Justin, are you in there?”No response.“Guess not,” Emma murmured softly, assuming he wasn’t there. Inside, Emily froze when she heard Emma’s voice, her heart racing. She pushed harder against Justin, but he grew impatient with her resistance. He nipped her lower lip sharply.“Ow!” Emily hissed, the pain catching her off guard.Justin growled, “Focus,” and thrust his lower body against Emily in an even more aggressive way., ignoring her struggles.Emily’s heart raced. Emma, Justin’s beloved, was right outside the restroom door, calling out for him. How could he still have the nerve to behave like this? Wasn’t he worried about being caught?Emma,
“I was taking a dump,” Emily replied bluntly.Emma was momentarily stunned, her expression freezing. How could Emily be so uncouth, speaking so crudely?Without waiting for a response, Emily stepped past her and walked away.Emma glanced at the restroom entrance, her teeth gritting in frustration as her hand clenched tightly into a fist.*On a sofa by the side of the banquet hall, a group of well-dressed socialites sipped wine and nibbled on desserts while chatting. As soon as Emma left the room, their restrained conversation turned into gossip."Heidi, I must say, your son, Justin, is incredibly devoted. Three years, and he still can’t let go of Emma, even managing to bring her back into his life," one of the women remarked.The high-society circle wasn’t that large and any tidbit of gossip quickly spread.Heidi set her wine glass down, her expression sour. “Honestly, I wish he weren’t so single-minded. I don’t care if he finds someone of similar status or if it’s a business
Sean tightened his grip on his utensils, his knuckles turning white, barely suppressing the anger from being called out so directly. “I’ll grow. I’ll fix all of this in time,” he said through gritted teeth, his voice firm but strained. “You might grow, but Emily doesn’t need to waste her time waiting for you,” Wilfred replied calmly. Sean’s suspicion only deepened. Wilfred was clearly interested in Emily. “If I can’t give her happiness, what makes you think you can?” *Meanwhile, Zac left Heidi’s room once he was sure she was fully recovered. Walking from the hallway to the main hall, he scanned the crowd but didn’t see Emily anywhere. Had the Yates family driven her off? If Emily had gone to vent to Helen, Zac was sure Helen wouldn’t let this slide. The mere thought of Helen causing trouble for him sent a chill down Zac’s spine.Spotting Justin in the crowd, Zac waited until he wasn’t surrounded by others before approaching. “Where’s Emily? Did she leave? Aft
“Miss Yates?” Wilfred turned to Emily after Sean declined the invitation, his tone polite yet insistent. Emily hesitated, caught in a dilemma. She wanted to hear more about Haley’s artistic inspirations, but turning down Sean’s dinner offer only to accept Wilfred’s would feel wrong. Sensing her discomfort, Wilfred added with a calm smile, “Please, don’t feel obligated. I simply dislike owing favors.” That made sense. Though Emily didn’t know much about Wilfred’s background, his presence at Heidi’s exclusive birthday celebration hinted at significant influence. People of his stature likely avoided debts that could lead to unreasonable demands. But if anyone owed a favor here, it was Emily. Wilfred had helped her earlier by speaking up in her defense. With that thought, she spoke up. “Actually, it should be me treating you to dinner, Mr. Wilfred. After all, you helped me back in the room.” “Well then,” Wilfred said with a light chuckle, “as we say back in Haven State, i
“Mr. Wilfred,” Emily nodded politely. “What’s going on?”“Oh, we’re out of gas,” Wilfred replied with a small chuckle. “Trying to figure out how to get down the mountain.”The Mandale Hotel was nestled halfway up a coastal hill.“My apologies, Mr. Wilfred,” his assistant interjected, clearly embarrassed. “I completely forgot to refuel.”Emily hesitated, feeling awkward. She wanted to offer them a ride since Wilfred had just helped clear her name. But then she remembered that she hadn’t driven here. She had come with Sean.“You can ride with us,” Sean offered smoothly, breaking the tension.“That’s very kind of you. Thank you,” Wilfred said with a warm smile.The four of them climbed into the car. Sean took the driver’s seat, and Wilfred’s assistant quickly claimed the front passenger seat, leaving Emily and Wilfred in the back.Sean couldn’t help but feel a twinge of annoyance. He had wanted Emily in the front with him, not chatting away with Wilfred in the back.“So, Miss Yat
Emma hadn’t been intimate with Justin yet, and this was the one subject she absolutely couldn’t stand being brought up, especially not by Emily.Emily and Justin’s first time had been awkward. He was inexperienced, almost like a fumbling teenager, and his skills were lacking. But with time, he had grown more experienced and skilled.Snapping out of her thoughts, Emily’s eyes turned cold as she faced Emma. “If you’re so fond of used men, Miss Xander, you can have him.”With that, the elevator doors slid open. Emily stepped inside without sparing Emma another glance.As the doors closed, Emma’s face twisted in barely concealed fury.Inside the elevator, Emily cast her gaze downward, pressing the button for her floor with disinterest. Emma wasn’t worth her attention.When the elevator reached the ground floor, the doors opened to reveal Sean waiting outside. “Why are you here?” Emily asked, surprised. Sean looked mildly aggrieved. “I knew you’d try to sneak out without telling
“I heard about the incident and simply shared what I witnessed. I hope it helps with your investigation,” Wilfred said politely. Standing at 6'3", Wilfred easily looked past Justin’s shoulder to meet Emily’s gaze. He offered her a gentle smile and a nod of acknowledgment. Though Emily didn’t know Wilfred personally, she appreciated his willingness to testify on her behalf. Returning his nod, she smiled back in gratitude. “I’ve said all I know. I’ll take my leave now and let you handle your affairs,” Wilfred concluded, preparing to exit the venue. “Sam…” Justin began, intending to have his assistant escort their guest. “Justin, allow me to see Mr. Wilfred out,” Steven interjected, stepping forward eagerly. "Mr. Wilfred, let me accompany you," Steven offered with a tone of respect laced with flattery. "Thank you," Wilfred replied graciously. As they departed, Wilfred turned back briefly, giving Emily one final nod.Watching this, Emma tilted her head with feigned
“The surveillance footage caught it all!” Heidi exclaimed, tossing the tablet onto the floor near Emily.The thick carpet softened the impact, but the tablet landed screen-up, playing back the recorded footage. On the screen was a scene of Emily sitting on the sofa.“What do you have to say for yourself now?” Heidi demanded furiously.Zac, growing increasingly anxious, jumped in to defend Emily. “This doesn’t prove she poisoned anyone. It just shows she sat on the sofa. There’s no footage of her actually tampering with anything.“Besides,” he continued, “there were multiple glasses of wine. How would Emily even know which one Heidi would take?”Emily glanced at Zac with a look of gratitude.Heidi, however, was unmoved. “Zac, whose side are you on?” she asked, her frustration boiling over.“I’m on your side, of course,” Zac replied, his tone firm and righteous. “We can’t let the real culprit go unpunished. But maybe the poisoning wasn’t caught on camera, or the method used was so
Emily left the restroom, thinking about Justin’s promise to arrange a car for her to leave. She didn’t want to stay at the party any longer and decided to wait quietly in a corner while texting Sean to let him know she was heading out. As she waited, she noticed a group of people hurriedly carrying someone away from the area where she had been sitting earlier. The distance made it hard to see who it was, but she didn’t give it much thought.Bored, Emily continued waiting. Before Sam contacted her about the car, Sean appeared instead.“Why are you leaving so early, Emily? Are you still mad at me for tricking you into coming? I didn’t mean to upset you. I just didn’t want you clinging to Justin!” Sean’s voice was full of concern.Emily had been angry earlier, but her frustration had subsided. In truth, it was the hope of escaping Justin’s grasp that had lured her here. She now realized that leaving would be something she had to figure out on her own.“I don’t enjoy events like this
Zac placed some of the food residue in a bag for testing and instructed the hotel staff to clean up the mess on the floor. “How’s my mom?” Justin asked, his worry evident. “She’s out of danger for now but we’ll need to put her on an IV drip shortly.,” Zac replied, his tone reassuring. Hearing this, Justin finally exhaled in relief. “It appears to be poisoning, but we’ll need to test the food residue at the hospital to confirm,” Zac said, his expression grave. “From her symptoms, it seems like organophosphate poisoning.” “Organophosphate? You mean… pesticide?” “Yes. Fortunately, the dose she ingested was small enough to allow for rescue.” “Who could be so malicious as to try and kill Heidi?” Stella blurted out. “Can’t you keep quiet?” Justin’s uncle, Steven Yates, shot her a warning glare. Stella scoffed and rolled her eyes at her husband but didn’t press further. At that moment, the ambulance arrived at the hotel. The sirens were turned off to avoid drawin
“I was taking a dump,” Emily replied bluntly.Emma was momentarily stunned, her expression freezing. How could Emily be so uncouth, speaking so crudely?Without waiting for a response, Emily stepped past her and walked away.Emma glanced at the restroom entrance, her teeth gritting in frustration as her hand clenched tightly into a fist.*On a sofa by the side of the banquet hall, a group of well-dressed socialites sipped wine and nibbled on desserts while chatting. As soon as Emma left the room, their restrained conversation turned into gossip."Heidi, I must say, your son, Justin, is incredibly devoted. Three years, and he still can’t let go of Emma, even managing to bring her back into his life," one of the women remarked.The high-society circle wasn’t that large and any tidbit of gossip quickly spread.Heidi set her wine glass down, her expression sour. “Honestly, I wish he weren’t so single-minded. I don’t care if he finds someone of similar status or if it’s a business