“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
“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
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
“Still, Emma managed to land him.”“She was missing overseas for three years, wasn’t she? How did Justin even find her?”“No idea. Justin kept everything under wraps.”“If you ask me, Emma wasn’t really missing. Maybe she hooked up with some rich guy abroad, ditched Justin, and now that the guy’s done with her, she’s back looking for Justin to pick up the pieces.”“Justin’s too naive when it comes to love. Emma’s got him wrapped around her finger.”“Don’t forget, back in college, Emma used to hit on plenty of rich guys driving fancy cars.”“She even snuck out with Liam a few times late at night and didn’t come back until morning.”“How do you know that?”“I was her roommate. Of course I’d know!”*At the restaurant front desk, Emily saw the bill had already been settled and made a mental note to repay the favor later. Returning to the private room, she noticed Wilfred’s assistant standing by the door, looking slightly out of place. As she stepped inside, she immediately sen
The cashier, caught off guard by the scene, hesitated, unsure whose payment method to accept. Emily stood a few steps behind, her headache growing as she watched. Unable to hold back, she pinched the bridge of her nose. What on earth was Sean doing now? Why was he so insistent on paying? Breaking through the standoff, Emily pulled out her phone and thrust it toward the cashier. “Scan mine,” she said firmly, raising her voice just enough to cut through the tension. She then shot a polite but pointed smile at the two men. “I said it’s my treat.” After paying and collecting the bagged pastries, Emily walked out of the shop. On the street, Wilfred gestured toward a sleek car parked nearby. “My driver just brought the car around. Miss Yates, let me give you a ride home.” His assistant, ever attentive, held the rear door open for her. Sean, standing defiantly in front of Wilfred’s car, opened the passenger door of his own vehicle. “Emily’s not heading home just yet. I’ll
As Justin accepted every drink offered, he finally managed to drink himself into a stupor. After dealing with yet another wave of guests, his expression relaxed, and his gaze grew unfocused.“Justin, you’re drunk. Let me help you upstairs to rest,” Emma said softly, her voice gentle as she leaned close to his ear. Her breath carried a faint sweetness, and her lips lightly brushed against the skin near his ear. Justin felt an irritating tickle and instinctively frowned, trying to move away. But with his drunken state, he stumbled, nearly losing his balance. Emma quickly caught him, steadying his swaying body. “Justin, be careful. Let me help you,” she urged gently as she guided him toward the elevator.They ascended to the upper floors of the Mandale Hotel, a property owned by Justin’s family. Due to Heidi’s birthday celebration, the entire hotel had been closed to the public for the evening. Many guests who had too much to drink had already retired to rooms upstairs.Emma had
Emma swiped the card and entered the room, her high heels sinking into the soft carpet as she walked step by step toward the bed.Just as the door was about to close behind her, a polished brown leather shoe wedged itself in the gap, stopping it silently.Unaware of the intrusion, Emma approached the bed where Justin lay fast asleep.Emma began undressing, one piece of clothing at a time, and slipped under the covers beside him.The mattress shifted slightly under her weight, stirring Justin from his slumber. Half-awake, he opened his eyes, his vision blurry.“Emily… come here,” he mumbled, pulling the figure beside him into his arms before falling back into a deep sleep.Emma let out a shaky breath, her chest rising and falling as jealousy burned within her.A notification broke the silence. Justin’s phone lit up, the screen showing a call from “Mrs. Zimmer.”“So noisy,” Emma thought irritably, immediately silencing the phone. Moments later, a text notification appeared. The p
Jacob extended his tongue to lick his lips and smirked wickedly. “The same way you got in, that’s how I got in.”He brought the hand that had just touched Emma’s skin to his nose and took a deep breath. It was a scent that felt oddly familiar. Just like him.Cunning. Deceptive.“I don’t care how you got in. Now get out!” Emma hissed, wrapping the blanket tightly around her body.Jacob sneered dismissively. “I’ve already seen it all. What’s with the act?”“My brother’s drunk and useless, so here I am, happy to help you out,” he drawled, his voice dripping with insidious amusement.The thought of sleeping with his brother’s woman thrilled him.“I don’t need your help. Get out now!” Emma’s voice was firm, though her trembling hands betrayed her unease.Jacob’s gaze flicked to the phone placed neatly nearby. “You sure about that?”Emma froze, silent.After a long pause, Jacob finally climbed off her. Picking up his pants from the carpet, his eyes caught a stain of blood on the
“You—” Helen shot up from the bed, her face flushed with anger. She pointed a trembling finger at Emma, who was crying like a helpless victim. She was unbelievable. She could turn black into white with just a few tears and a sob story. Helen was so furious she couldn’t even find the right words to curse her. Instead, she turned to Justin, glaring at him. He wasn’t going to fall for her lies again, was he? Zac noticed his wife losing her composure and quickly tugged at the hem of her dress, signaling her to calm down and sit back down. Then Justin suddenly shifted his focus, his sharp gaze locking onto Emma. “Then who is Nadia Lawson?”Emma’s breath hitched.“Na… Nadia Lawson? I don’t know her!”She shook her head frantically, forcing herself to keep her gaze steady and not dart around.Nadia Lawson?!They had even uncovered that name?She couldn’t admit it.She had to deny everything.Nadia had been one of the people who escaped with her that night.But
Piece by piece, the evidence was laid out. How Emma had funneled money through laundering schemes into offshore accounts. The exact timestamps of each transaction. The amount transferred to the hired gunman. Even the text messages coordinating the hit. Every detail pointed directly to Emma. The evidence was undeniable. Justin had never imagined she was capable of something like this. The fragile, helpless image she had always portrayed was nothing more than a carefully crafted mask. He wasn’t a fool—he wouldn’t have held his position if he were. But that fleeting moment when she had saved his life, and the guilt of losing her overseas, had blinded him. Because of that, he had put her on a pedestal, convinced himself she was good. And that blindness had kept him from seeing just how ruthless she really was. Behind Justin, Zac was in complete shock. The level of calculation and deception Emma had displayed was something even they, as businessmen,
Even Haley looked at Evelyn in confusion. “The person who orchestrated the car accident and tried to kill my daughter has been identified.” Evelyn spoke calmly, watching everyone's reactions closely. “Justin, don’t you want to know who the culprit is?” Justin’s gaze sharpened. Of course, he wanted to know who was behind the attempt on Haley’s life.Emma’s body went rigid. She stopped crying and stopped making excuses. The grip on her handbag tightened, fingers clutching the chain with tension. Her eyelids fluttered slightly as she glanced warily at Evelyn. There was no way she could have found out. She had been meticulous. The money had gone through multiple layers of laundering, never directly moving through any domestic banks. Even RC Corporation’s own financial institutions showed no suspicious transactions. If Justin’s resources hadn’t uncovered anything after all this time, then Evelyn couldn’t have either. With that thought, Emma’s racing heart slowly set
“Emily, what happened to your leg? Did you get hurt again?” Emma’s expression was full of concern.However, deep down, she was secretly pleased. “Why hadn’t it broken completely?” she thought to herself. No one responded to her. Ignoring the silence, she kept talking to herself. “Today was the day Aunt Heidi’s case was officially closed. I went with Justin to the funeral home to settle everything for her. On our way back, he said he wanted to come check on you.” Emma provoked as she spoke, carefully watching Emily’s reaction. In her eyes, the so-called great artist, Haley, was still the same foolish, clueless Emily from five years ago. But Haley remained indifferent, her gaze calm and unreadable, showing no sign of anger. Surprisingly, Justin reacted even more strongly than she did.He immediately denied it. “Haley, I didn’t take her to the funeral home. She followed me there on her own. I didn’t even know she had come to the hospital.” His words hit like an invi
After turning off the engine, Emma got out of the car and walked to the elevator. The screen above showed the most recent stop—the VIP luxury inpatient ward. She pressed the button and took the same elevator Justin had just used, arriving on the same floor. Meanwhile, Justin made his way past layers of security and reached the hospital room door. William, familiar with the routine, stood guard at the entrance, watching as his boss stepped inside. Pushing open the door, Justin expected to find only Haley inside. But instead, there were four people in the room, and the atmosphere felt off—like a lively conversation had suddenly come to an abrupt stop. He greeted calmly, “Mrs. Walker.”Evelyn, sitting by the hospital bed, knew that Justin had just lost two family members in a row. She didn’t want to add to his pain, so she simply nodded in acknowledgment without saying more. His arrival cast a brief silence over the room. No one resumed their conversation. Sensing th
However, Haley couldn’t leave the hospital just yet. Emma was still a threat, and until she was dealt with, Haley didn’t want to risk putting Chase and Alex in danger. The safest way to protect them was to eliminate the threat at its source. After all, Emma still had no idea she had two sons.“Have you decided what to do about Emma?” Evelyn asked. Of course, she hadn’t come to the hospital just for a visit. She had already learned the results of Richard’s investigation at home. Now, she was here to hear Haley’s plan. The daughter she had raised wasn’t some naive girl sheltered from the real world. “Mom, I want to handle this myself.” Haley replied firmly. She had always preferred to handle things on her own, especially when it came to Emma. Their feud ran deep, going back five years. If she had known back then just how ruthless Emma could be, she never would have let her live after regaining her memories. If it weren’t for Justin saving her this time… “Al
Evelyn shot Helen a quick look. Helen immediately shut her mouth. Turning back to the screen, Evelyn spoke in a coaxing tone. “I called you from upstairs, but no matter how much I called, you wouldn’t wake up. So, I had no choice but to come to the hospital alone.“If you don’t believe me, you can ask your Uncle Richard,” she added, completely straight-faced. Alex turned to Richard, who was sitting beside him. “Uncle Richard, is that true? Did Grandma really try to wake me up?” Richard was speechless for a moment. “Yes, I saw it. You were sleeping like a little pig,” he added.“Ahhh—!” Alex wailed dramatically. Chase sighed, unable to watch anymore. How could his little brother be this gullible? Even such an obvious lie had fooled him? “Alright, enough wailing.” Evelyn cut in, handing the phone over to Haley. “Your mom’s right here. You two can talk.” She knew that Alex just missed his mom. There was no need for extra words—letting them see each other was t
It was early afternoon, and Alex was taking his nap. As he slept, he had a nightmare. He dreamed that his mommy had fallen, broken her leg, and became permanently crippled. In the dream, he burst into loud sobs. His crying quickly drew the attention of Chase and Richard, who rushed into the room. “What’s wrong, Alex? Why are you crying? Did your leg cramp up in your sleep?” Richard asked anxiously, immediately reaching out to rub Alex’s leg. Since Alex trained every day, he sometimes got leg cramps while sleeping, especially during growth spurts. But ever since he had been given a few doses of their lab-developed nutrient shots, the leg cramps had stopped. Even so, Richard was worried. His hands didn’t stop massaging as he tried to soothe him. He was the only adult in the house today. Just in case something unexpected happened, he had brought a few nutrient shots with him. He got up, ready to grab one. Before he could, Alex reached out with his chubby littl
Lily had grown up with Heidi and knew her sister’s proud and domineering personality all too well. There was no way she would have taken her own life over some woman her son was involved with. The reporters online were full of nonsense. It wasn’t as if her husband, Henry, had cheated on her. He had been dead for years. She was the matriarch of the family. Was she really supposed to be bullied to death by some random woman in her son’s life? Lily didn’t believe it. At the same time, she blamed Justin for not keeping his personal affairs in check. How had his mess managed to drag her sister into it? Still, no matter how much she resented the situation, she couldn’t say it out loud. After all, Justin wasn’t her son. The media loved to stir up rumors, but gossip always needed a spark to ignite. If those two women didn’t exist, would the reporters have had anything to write about? “I understand, Aunt Lily. My mother would never take her own life. I’ll find out the tr