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Emily, who was exposed, turned pale, her lips trembling slightly. Her eyes, which seemed like they wanted to cry but couldn't, were filled with tears.

What was originally a carefully planned beautiful encounter, in the eyes of the other person, turned out to be nothing more than a ridiculous farce, with her as the clown.

Henry crossed his arms, his eagle-like eyes sharp and looking down at Emily.

"Are you Emily? I've heard about you. You've been with two men, the first was the son of a real estate tycoon. Because he had a drug history, he was forced to break up, and you even went to the extent of aborting the child. The second was the heir of the Brown family; when their family just lost power, you abruptly broke off the engagement without any hesitation.

They say a harlot has no feelings, and an actress has no righteousness. Emily, which category do you belong to?"

Henry's voice was indifferent, almost contemptuous.

Emily's meticulously done makeup couldn't hide the paleness th