The Norman family's banquet was both lavish and grand.The hall was enormous, decorated with expensive furniture. In the center, a table made of high-quality wood was laden with exquisite food and tempting red wine.Everyone knew the theme of today's banquet. Thus, the invited guests had brought their wives and daughters. Emily even saw a middle-aged man enter the hall with six daughters.Joining the Norman family was an honor for any high-society girl, making today's banquet a battlefield in their eyes.Emily couldn't help but sigh. She certainly had many rivals..."Good evening, everyone," Alex Norman stood on the stage with his wife, Mandy. He raised his glass and smiled, "Please enjoy the food and drinks. I hope you all have a wonderful day."Although the food was tempting, the guests' attention was clearly not on it. They all focused on the members of the Norman family, specifically the Norman sons.Bryden and Janet stood to Mandy's right. They behaved politely, smiling and conve
The mask he wore today was different from the ones Emily had seen before.Emily blinked and looked closely, confirming her observation.When he was with her, Mr. Satan's mask was also white but simple and snugly fit his face. The mask he wore now was adorned with decorations, resembling something from a masquerade ball, completely different from before.However, his walking posture and the way he adjusted his sleeve were familiar. Emily was sure this man was Mr. Satan."Sophia, is that the man you went out with?" Grace whispered to Sophia.They stood far from the Norman family. The masked man was speaking quietly with Alex. From her distance, Sophia could barely make out his facial features.Sophia squinted, still uncertain, "I think so...""What do you mean 'think so'? You've already..." Grace caught herself before saying something too explicit. She glanced around nervously and whispered, "Look carefully. Is it him? Why is he wearing a mask?"Sophia nodded, "I think it's him. He invi
Mr. Satan didn't deny it. "I knew I couldn't hide this from you all."Janet's eyes lit up instantly. "What? Did I hear that right? My single brother actually sent a dress to a girl? Who is she? Is she here today?""Yes, she is."Bryden was also excited. "What kind of dress is she wearing? What color? I've seen almost all the girls here today. If you describe her dress, I can definitely remember her face!"Bryden and Janet's eyes sparkled with curiosity.Mr. Satan shook his head. "She's wearing a simple dress.""That's not just any dress," Alex snorted. "I've heard about it. You had a designer in Milan spend six months making that dress for her. The price of that dress is staggering."Janet, knowing Vincent wouldn't elaborate, turned to her father. "Dad, how do you know?""Heh, how do I know? Everyone in the fashion circle knows about it. Many people called me, asking if our family was preparing for a wedding. I've never seen Vincent so dedicated to a girl."Janet laughed. "You've seen
Bryden immediately reacted as if he had been burned: "Janet, stop talking.""Why don't you dare to admit it? I know you like her," Janet patted Mandy's arm. "Mom, look at that girl. Bryden likes her..."Mandy saw Emily and frowned: "You mean the girl with heavy makeup? No, girls who dress like that usually don't have good upbringing. Fortunately, she's already married. If she really married into our family, she would ruin our reputation."After saying this, she turned to look at her husband.Norman family had always been quite traditional. In their family, the husband generally made the decisions, so she usually spoke and acted according to her husband's wishes.Although Alex didn't say anything, he also frowned slightly, clearly showing his disapproval of such flamboyant dressing.The Norman family is old money, and they have always adhered to a low-key way of doing things. Alex taught his children to be humble and low-profile. Mandy knew her husband agreed with her view, so he smile
Sophia lifted her dress and walked forward gracefully, attracting a lot of attention as Bryden escorted her towards the Norman family.Emily’s gaze drifted to the person in the center of the hall.His eyes seemed to be waiting for her. When their eyes met, a faint smile appeared on his lips.Emily frowned. He knew the dress was already on Sophia, so why did he have Sophia called over?What exactly was he planning?Mr. Satan seemed to have guessed her thoughts and gave her a reassuring look."Dear, see? I was right. As soon as Sophia met the eldest son of the Norman family, the Normans showed you such respect. They must be planning to have Sophia marry into their family! Our two families will soon be one."Logan Morgan was very proud. Bryden’s words had made him feel very proud. Especially Bryden’s respectful attitude towards him, he now felt like he was already among the upper echelons of society. He looked at Grace with a smile: "I was wrong about you before. You have great foresight
Once inside, Grace helped Sophia sit on the sofa, whispering in her ear, "You’re done with Nathan, so you’d better give up this child. If Mandy asks you, you insist that you’re not pregnant. Show that you’re pitiful and say your engagement with Nathan is over. Understand?"Sophia nodded."Please have a glass of water," Mandy said, taking a cup from the maid and handing it to Sophia. "Are you feeling unwell? Do you need to go to the hospital?""It’s nothing, thank you, Mrs. Norman," Grace sighed. "It’s just that Sophia is heartbroken. She and your son had always been very close, and she doesn’t understand why he’s suddenly angry. She’s devastated."Mandy waved her hand, instructing the maid, "You can leave now and close the door.""Yes, ma’am."Mandy was also puzzled by what had just happened.However, she didn’t show her confusion. Her expression remained calm, "You must be Mrs. Morgan. I’m terribly sorry for the rude things my son said…""It’s alright," Grace replied softly. "I under
"This is outrageous!" Mandy shook her head. "Why is she so stubborn? Your words are for her own good!"Sophia quickly added, "Mrs. Norman, my sister is very arrogant at home. We hardly have a place to stay because of her. Today, she tried to steal my dress. Normally, I would let her have it, but this dress was a gift from your son, so I couldn't give it up. She got angry and tried to hit me. When my mom protected me, she even tried to hit my mom..."Sophia's eyes reddened slightly.Mandy's anger was thoroughly ignited. "Is there such a thing? How can she be so malicious? Was she never educated properly?""Don't even mention it," Grace waved her hand dismissively. "She grew up with her foster father and uncle in the slums. She didn't go to college and didn't receive a proper education."Mandy disagreed, "That's not an excuse. Even without a college education, she shouldn't resort to violence."Thinking of Bryden's interest in that girl made Mandy feel sick.Why does my son have such po
After removing her makeup, Mr. Satan led Emily towards a house behind the villa.For the first time, Emily witnessed what true understated luxury looked like.She had once thought the Reed family was very wealthy. Nathan owned a large company, his home was a luxurious villa, and he had many cars. His lifestyle was already beyond Emily's imagination.But the Norman family estate was ten times larger than the Reed family's.The Norman estate featured a front yard with a fountain and pool, a grand villa, and many houses and gardens behind the villa.Mr. Satan held her hand as they walked down a cobblestone path, through a small, serene bamboo forest, and a small but exquisite villa appeared before them."My grandmother likes peace and quiet. My younger siblings are lively and young. She didn't want to restrict them, so she lives here alone."Emily nodded, understanding that Mr. Satan's grandmother was a kind old woman.The Norman children must be very happy, she thought.Except for Mr. S
One year later. The house was filled with the soft glow of Christmas lights, their gentle hues dancing across the living room. Emily and Vincent had transformed their home into a cozy haven, with garlands, twinkling lights, and an extravagant Christmas tree that sparkled from every angle. The scent of cinnamon and pine mingled in the air as holiday music played softly in the background, creating a festive, heartwarming atmosphere. This Christmas, their first as a married couple, felt like the beginning of something truly beautiful, a peaceful moment carved from the chaos they’d left behind. Guests began to arrive, the first among them being Allen and Olivia, who had just returned from their honeymoon. They entered, hand-in-hand, faces glowing with happiness. Olivia had transformed over the last year. Now a poised and capable woman, she’d embraced her role in helping Allen manage the family business, but her girlish side was still evident. “Emily!” Olivia squealed as she hugged her f
"Three years ago, I nearly died." Emily snatched her passport back from Sophia’s hand. "This British couple is my family. They’re good people. They saved me and took me to England."She held the passport firmly. "And yet, you still wouldn’t let me go. You went to every length to forge my death certificate.""Do you all want to know why they wouldn’t leave a ‘dead’ woman alone?" Emily let out a bitter laugh. "Because this was their only chance to inherit the wealth I left behind.""I didn’t die; I’m alive and back to reclaim what’s rightfully mine. This time, no one will hurt me. Sophia, you and your mother won’t steal my inheritance, and you won’t ruin my wedding. Now, the ceremony continues."Satan stood in the grand hall, watching the strong, fearless woman Emily had become, a wave of unspeakable joy rising within him. His woman had become powerful.Dressed in a white gown, Emily walked slowly toward Satan, accompanied by Bert. The small diamonds on her gown sparkled under the light
“I know,” Emily said firmly.When Vincent slid the ring onto her finger, she felt a flash of disbelief. She’d expected Sophia to pull something, but Vincent’s unwavering stance took her by surprise. It’s over—everything’s finally over.Emily’s eyes glistened with tears.The priest’s voice resonated, “The groom may now kiss the bride…”Emily lowered her head, tears shimmering on her lashes. Vincent leaned in, kissing away the tear before it fell.Applause thundered through the church, and the priest laughed. “Go on, kiss her; she’s yours now.”Vincent didn’t hesitate, pulling Emily into a kiss. “You’re my wife, Emily. Finally.”Emily smiled through her tears. “Yes, I’m finally your wife.”Vincent turned with Emily still in his embrace, facing the crowd. “Emily and I are together now, and nothing will ever come between us again.”The guests watched, Meggie wiping tears of joy from her eyes.But Sophia wasn’t about to let things end on such a perfect note. Her face twisted with such fury
Dylan was right.Three days later, Emily Carter and Vincent Norman were to be married. With Meggie as the wedding’s head organizer, invitations bore Emily's name, revealing to everyone that Miranda—the talented designer making waves at the Pritzker Architecture Prize—was indeed Emily.The announcement stunned all of New York and the entire architecture community. So Miranda is really Emily? People couldn’t believe the city’s most eligible bachelor, Vincent, had been swept off his feet so quickly.The Norman family, known for their longstanding legacy, hosted an extravagant guest list. Alex greeted everyone warmly, while Mandy barely cracked a smile. She was still fuming—she’d barely started her schemes with Grace to find Vincent a “suitable” bride, only to be blindsided by this wedding! She muttered, “Wasn’t he supposed to be so deeply in love with Emily? Now he’s marrying someone else so fast?”Meggie overheard and firmly replied, “The bride is Emily.”“Oh, come on, Mom. She’s not—”
Emily suddenly felt super self-conscious. “Fine, I’ll drink it. But after I’m done, go back to your office!”With that, she tilted her head back and gulped down the entire glass of lemon water in one go. She quickly shoved the empty glass back into Vincent's hands, saying, "There, all done!"Vincent's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Great. Come to my office at lunchtime," he said with a hint of mischief.Emily frantically tried to signal him with her eyes, mouthing, “People are watching!”Vincent seemed completely unfazed and continued, “It’s freezing outside, so don’t go out. I already asked Dylan to pick up lunch for us; he’ll bring it up, and we’ll eat together.”“...Okay.”He’s gotta be done now, right? Emily thought to herself, hoping he’d leave before the entire office saw this unfold live.“Oh, one more thing,” Vincent added nonchalantly, “Don’t rush off after work. We’ll swing by and pick up your uncle first, then head to my place for dinner with my dad and Meggie.”Emily blink
As soon as Allen left the hospital room, Jackson turned pale and, with a sudden heave, threw up everything he’d just eaten, leaving a mess on the floor.The young nurse, no older than twenty, panicked and rushed toward the door to call a doctor, but Jackson stopped her. “Stay,” he commanded.The nurse looked at him with wide eyes, almost on the verge of tears as she saw his ashen face. “Sir, if you’re unwell, you really should let the doctor check—”“I’m not unwell,” Jackson replied, his voice cold, with a glint of harshness in his eyes. The nurse flinched slightly at his intense gaze.“Are you scared of me?” he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.“N-no, not at all,” the nurse stammered, shaking her head. “It’s just…”“Don’t worry about it,” he said, a faint sneer forming. “Fear is natural. I’ve never been the nicest person, and I don’t pretend to be.”“Oh no, you’re a good person, sir! You… well, you pay me well,” she replied hesitantly.“Money alone doesn’t make someone good,” Jacks
The projects across the company were running smoothly. Ken managed the technical aspects, and Daniel handled administration and overall decision-making. Even during Satan's three-year absence, The Great Wall Group retained its position as New York’s leading business powerhouse.As Emily browsed the recent news on her phone in the car, it was clear the city was engulfed in Christmas cheer, bright and bustling.Satan glanced over. “Any plans for Christmas?”She paused. “Not really. I’ll probably just stay in and watch TV with Bert.”He nodded without pressing further. Emily wondered what had prompted him to ask; he’d usually spend Christmas with his family.A slight smile crept across her face, but her expression held a tinge of sadness. The people in her life seemed to be growing fewer by the year. Christmas used to be difficult but joyful, a shared warmth despite the hardships. This year, it felt especially lonely. Sophia had long severed ties with the family, and William was gone. It
Jackson cut her off. “Then let me take you to meet my family! You’re amazing—they just don’t know you yet. Once they do, they’ll definitely support us being together. That way, we won’t have to choose, and we can stay together, right?”“What if they still don’t agree?”“I’ll talk to them. I’m committed to you for life. They’ll have to come around, whether they agree or not!”Emily couldn’t help but laugh. “But I don’t agree.”Jackson felt a pang of panic. He tried to sit up to reach her hand, but his body was still confined by the plaster, immobilizing him completely, and he was forced to lie back down. “Emily, are you worried because my parents don’t like you? If I love you, their initial reservations don’t matter; they’ll come to accept it.”“That’s part of it,” Emily admitted, “but there’s a more important reason…”A sinking feeling came over Jackson. “…What is it?”……Weather forecasts are rarely reliable, but this time, it turned out to be spot on.By evening, the sky was filled
Emily didn’t say anything, but her mind was a mess.“You don’t need to say so many sentimental things,” she replied softly. “For Meggie’s sake, I’ll go through with the wedding. Don’t worry.”“But I don’t want a fake wedding,” Satan replied. “I want it to be real.”The elevator stopped on the ground floor.Emily stepped out first, and unlike the warmth of the room upstairs, cold snowflakes were now drifting down outside, and the air felt sharp against her skin, like knives slicing across her face.Standing at the Hilton’s entrance, she asked, “Did you drive here?”“I took a cab.”“Did you sneak out again?”Satan shrugged with a wry smile. “Dylan’s been keeping too close an eye on me.”With no other option, Emily walked to the curb and flagged down a taxi for him, signaling for him to hurry up.“To St. Mary’s Hospital, please,” she instructed, then turned back to him. “When you get there, have Dylan call me to let me know you arrived safely, okay?”He nodded. “And what about you? What