Emily was furious, pushing Nathan's hand away. "Nathan, are you out of your mind?! You're the one who wants a divorce, and you're also the one who doesn't want it. What exactly are you trying to do?!"Her voice was loud, but luckily the seafood restaurant was empty in the early morning, with only a few staff glancing over.Nathan, who usually cared a lot about his image, grabbed her hand and dragged her towards a private room. "Let's talk inside.""I'm not going! Nathan, let go of me! If you keep this up, I'll scream for help!" Emily resisted, firmly holding onto the wall to prevent him from dragging her away.Nathan smirked coldly, "Emily, you've become quite hot-headed after a few days apart. Tell me, who is the man you've been with?""Who I'm with is none of your business!" Emily clenched the wall tightly, refusing to be dragged.A waiter, noticing the tense situation, approached and asked, "Mr. Reed, is everything okay?""It's none of your concern. My wife and I had a little argum
In the seafood restaurant, the waiter handed Sophia the bill. "Madam, could you please settle the bill?"Sophia angrily took it and tossed it aside without even looking. "How much is it?""It's a total of $120,00."Sophia snapped her head up. "I only had a few lobsters! Why is it so expensive? Are you trying to extort me?"The waiter hurriedly explained, "Oh no, that's not the case. Besides your table, there's also the bill from the table of those two ladies just now! They ordered more, so naturally, it's more expensive."Sophia pounded the table. "So you should ask them for money! Why should I pay?"The waiter was puzzled. "But, isn't that lady Mr. Reed's wife? They said Mr. Reed would settle the bill, but since Mr. Reed left first, we have to ask his assistant, which is you."Assistant?Sophia was speechless with anger.To make matters worse, the waiter asked again, "Aren't you his assistant?""Yes!" Sophia gritted her teeth as she reluctantly paid the bill with her card, seething w
Wilson escorted her to the backstage.It was a cramped room of less than twenty square meters, where three or four dozen young and pretty car models had to do their makeup and change clothes. With other staff members coming and going, the room was crowded.Emily frowned. It seemed like today's work was destined to be challenging."Jackson is here," Wilson whispered.Emily turned around, finally getting a good look at Jackson.He wasn't dressed in a suit and tie. Instead, he wore just a black leather jacket over a black vest, tightly hugging his chest and abs, perfectly outlining his muscular physique. Below, he wore loose jeans with a skull emblem painted on the pockets.He didn't look like a boss.But he was the one who signed her paychecks. Emily touched her nose, lowered her head, and followed behind Wilson, trying not to let Jackson see her.Jackson approached and stopped just as he was about to pass them. Stepping back, he stood imposingly in front of Emily. He was tall and stron
"What?!" Wilson gasped, then quickly covered his mouth, not daring to show any flaws to Jackson.Many renowned stylists had been rejected by Jackson, and Emily's situation might be even worse.Wilson shook his head, sighing.With Jackson on-site, everyone began to work efficiently. Apart from necessary communication, no one dared to say more than a word.Emily first glanced at the makeup table and toolbox. The makeup products and tools were quite complete. The model girls sat in a row in front of the makeup mirrors, waiting for her makeup.She felt like her back was on fire, scorching hot. Emily knew it was because Jackson's gaze felt like it could tear her apart.As long as her makeup was slightly off, this man would probably instantly grab her by the collar and throw her out.She rubbed her hands, took a deep breath, and forced herself to calm down.These model girls all had good looks, and the difficulty of makeup wasn't particularly high.Having learned a lot about makeup in recen
Emily almost fled, not even having time to snatch her glasses back from Jackson's hands, rushed straight for the exit.A black Maybach, like a panther in the dark night, was parked under the shade of trees at the entrance of the venue. Emily took a long look before finally confirming that it was Mr. Satan's car and hurried over.Mr. Satan still wore his white mask, opening the passenger door for her and smiling as he looked at her, "Why the rush? Was there a tiger chasing you?"Emily grabbed Mr. Satan's hand, using his strength to easily hop into the car and slamming the door shut.What was Jackson's deal just now? Suddenly taking her black-framed glasses and saying those inexplicable words.Emily didn't want to dwell on it, so she forced herself to calm down and smiled, "No, just worried you were waiting too long, so I rushed over."Mr. Satan raised an eyebrow but didn't pursue it further, starting the car.This was her first time riding in Mr. Satan's car. The interior was extremely
"Oh my God, Mr. Satan really said that?" Olivia exclaimed, her anger evident as she nibbled on her ice cream. "I used to think he was decent. I even thought you'd have a good life with him. Turns out he's just another jerk."Early that morning, Emily received a call from Olivia, and the two arranged to meet at a café near the Hilton Hotel.Emily cradled a cup of hot milk, sipping it slowly. "You can't say that. After all, he's spent a lot of money on me, and he has been decent to me.""You're too naive. He even wears a mask while driving, clearly not wanting you to know his identity. Even if you two break up, you won't know who he is. Do you know what that behavior is called?""What?""He knows everything about your life, but you won't know anything about his."Emily chuckled at her, "Actually, I felt a little down at first, but now I'm quite calm. Olivia, yesterday I worked at the car show, and my boss was quite impressed with me. He said I'd be going to seven more car shows and doub
Nathan stared at Emily's departing figure, contemplating chasing after her.Sophia grabbed his hand, "Nathan, let's go inside and sort out our matters first."Nathan impatiently shook her off, "You go ahead. I'm heading back to the office.""Are you going back to the office or going after Emily?" Sophia tried to suppress her anger, "Nathan, I'm carrying your child, and with so many people here, if something happens to me, your child could be in danger."Emily's white dress had already disappeared into the distance.Nathan gritted his teeth, reluctantly withdrawing his gaze, his tone not any better, "Sophia, you insisted on getting the car. Are you deliberately provoking Emily with those words?""My child is also her family. We are all family. I thought Emily would sympathize with my hardship of being pregnant, but I didn't expect her to be so heartless now." Sophia's eyes reddened, casting a resentful glance at him before lowering her head sadly.Nathan sighed, feeling somewhat helple
It's Emily again.It's her again!!Why is she always being compared to Emily?!She's a wealthy woman with a college degree, everything she wears, eats, and uses is branded. Why should she even be mentioned in the same breath as Emily, a girl from the slums?Sophia's chest heaved with anger, but she couldn't afford to fall out with Carol just yet.She had to endure until she officially became Mrs. Reed, until she married Nathan.Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "Fine, I'll call someone to fix it.""No, that's too expensive," Carol rolled her eyes. "We have money, but we can't just throw it away. It's just a toilet, not a big deal."Sophia scoffed, "Carol, calling a repairman isn't that expensive.""No, all the money comes from Nathan's hard work. You don't work, you don't get to decide how to spend it," Carol muttered, complaining under her breath. "You spend Nathan's money on luxury items every day, do you think I don't know? You even wear brand name perfume. Em