Emily returned to the Morgan family late in the evening, with Mr. Satan driving her back.They arrived at the doorstep, but Mr. Satan was reluctant to let her go."In the past, it was easy for us to meet. When I returned to Room 2307 at the Hilton Hotel at night, I could see you coming out of the kitchen in an apron, blushing, asking me whether to eat first or shower."Thinking about those days at the Hilton Hotel, Emily also felt they were sweet.Life was simple and happy then.She cooked for him every day, did the laundry, waited for him to come home for dinner, and they slept in each other's arms. Just thinking about those days was enough to intoxicate her.But they both carried too much baggage with their lives."I need to get justice for my mother," Emily said. "Do you have any progress on your private matters?""It will be over soon," Mr. Satan replied."Does Grandma know I'm pregnant?""She does," Mr. Satan said. "Despite staying in her room all day, she's good at getting infor
At eleven fifty in the afternoon, Emily rushed to the television studio.It was clear that this was a newly built place. Although the main structure was completed, there were still unfinished areas around, and many workers were busy nearby.There was no parking lot here, so cars had to be parked outside.Emily immediately spotted Lucas's RV. He and Amanda had already arrived.Amanda had sent her a message; the makeup rooms in this new studio were limited. Since Lucas was very popular now, he had been allocated a separate room, while several other less famous stars shared one.After asking a few workers, Emily finally found Lucas's makeup room.She was about to knock when the door swung open from the inside.Olivia rushed over and gave her a hug. "Emily, you're finally here! I've missed you!"Emily was almost out of breath from Olivia's tight embrace. Thankfully, Allen Parker walked over, grabbed Olivia by the collar, and pulled her aside like handling a chick.Allen Parker nodded at E
"Of course!" Amanda rolled her eyes. "She knew Lucas was joining this reality show, and since Olivia, as part of his team, would be here too, chances of our boss showing up increase. So, she insisted on participating. She even sent many gifts to the show's director. Originally, another less popular female star was paired with Lucas, but the director switched her out for Chloe."As they spoke, the door to the makeup room was pushed open.Chloe walked in with a light laugh. "Amanda, I just wanted to greet Lucas. I hope we can take care of each other during the upcoming work."Neither Lucas nor Amanda had a good impression of her, especially Amanda.Having worked in the entertainment industry for many years, she had seen all sorts of people. While many female stars had their ambitions, they usually concealed them to some extent. Chloe, however, wore her ambitions openly on her sleeve.From the moment she entered, although she spoke to Amanda and Lucas, her eyes were fixed firmly on Allen
"Oh, I saw the girl you mentioned," Olivia said. "She's very pretty. I could tell right away she's a rich girl. She's probably here just to treat this show like a game.""I'll let you in on a secret," Amanda said. "This girl might be the boss's future sister-in-law."Emily was stunned.Allen Parker only had one brother, Jackson.Amanda continued, "This girl is engaged to Jackson, but they haven't married yet. She might have to call you 'sister-in-law' in the future."Olivia hadn't expected such a complex relationship and asked in confusion, "Who does she have to call sister-in-law?""Ahem," Allen Parker coughed lightly, interrupting Amanda. He said sternly, "The show is about to start filming. I need to go back to the company. Olivia, come with me."Olivia reacted strongly, "Why? I refuse!""If you refuse, I'll dock your pay.""Damn!""I'll dock your pay for swearing too."Olivia was furious. "Allen Parker, you're just... inhuman..."Allen Parker responded, "Mm-hmm. This isn't the fir
However, the production team severely underestimated Lucas's popularity.As soon as Lucas appeared, the entire pedestrian street was flooded with fans. Some fanatics cried on the spot, sitting on the ground and shouting Lucas's name. There were even those who clashed with security, determined to get close to Lucas and speak to him in person.The scene quickly descended into chaos.Amanda watched from the bus, frowning repeatedly. "Does this director have any experience? Filming on the street with a star requires proper security measures. If this continues, the situation will become uncontrollable."Emily was also worried.Most of Lucas's fans were school-aged girls. The security guards didn't dare to push them and couldn't persuade them either. The guards were at a loss, and the intense enthusiasm of the girls was overwhelming and almost out of control."Hello? This is Amanda. Yes, yes, I'm Lucas's agent. Didn't you hire more security? ... This won't work. Lucas's safety is at risk...
But this show was different from others.Without Lucas, they couldn't shoot Chloe's parts either, meaning she had to call it a day too.Lucas turned to look out the window, disgust evident on his face. "Amanda, can I change a partner? I can't stand Chloe. Filming with her in the studio for a while was already my limit."Amanda spread her hands. "Are you going to breach the contract? Breaching it means paying triple the penalty!""So there's no way out?""There is," Amanda said. "If Chloe withdraws, everything will be solved."Lucas: "..."That was impossible.Chloe's ambition, although unknown to the fans, was clear to them.Participating in a reality show with Lucas meant huge exposure!Chloe would never withdraw voluntarily."There is one more possibility."Lucas eagerly asked, "What is it?""The director!" Amanda said while scrolling through her phone. "If he decides to drop Chloe from the show and pair you with another actress. But... no matter how annoying Chloe is, she's still a
Lucas usually has a stoic face on stage or when interacting with fans. His introverted nature and serious demeanor around unfamiliar people and environments often lead fans to believe he's melancholic.However, whenever Emily shows up, Lucas's expression relaxes considerably, and he even smiles.Fans interpret this as "His smile is only for her."When Emily heard this, she got goosebumps from the awkwardness.Why do fans have such vivid imaginations?She couldn't comprehend the thoughts of his fans.Olivia, on the other hand, totally understood."Emily, did you know? After seeing photos and videos of you with Lucas, I totally ship you two!""What does 'ship' mean?""It means 'couple,' or it can be understood as a romantic match!"Emily's face was full of rejection: "You better throw that idea as far away as possible.""Don't be like that," Olivia laughed foolishly while holding her phone. "Let me tell you, I used to be a fan of Lucas and thought no woman on earth was good enough for h
Mandy stormed out of the coffee shop, absolutely fuming!What kind of people were Logan Morgan's daughters?They were all so scheming, willing to go to any lengths for money!Just a few days ago at home, both Vincent and Meggie had really liked Emily. Emily indeed had her ways, and even more frightening, Alex had approved of her marrying Vincent. It was likely that a significant portion of the Norman family’s assets would go to Vincent in the future!This meant that the Norman family’s wealth would end up in Emily’s pockets!Why?She had been part of the Norman family for so many years, giving Alex two children. Why couldn't the family's assets go to her children? Vincent was like a thorn in her side. Alex and Meggie openly favored Vincent, completely disregarding her feelings as the lady of the house. She had been tolerating it, simply to avoid conflict.But now she couldn't tolerate it any longer. She absolutely couldn't let Emily succeed!Opening her phone, Grace had already sent o
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