All the blood rushed to Emily's head, leaving her momentarily unable to react.The woman, seemingly not hearing a response, asked again, "Hello? Who is this?"Emily was still in shock.Mr. Satan had once told her that this number was his private number! Only his assistant and she knew it!But why was this woman answering his phone?Did Mr. Satan allow this?The woman's voice was unfamiliar. Emily was certain she had never heard it before. This woman wasn't anyone she had ever met.It meant one thing. Mr. Satan had protected this woman well.Who was she...Emily felt her doubts almost bursting out of her body, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, unable to utter a single word.The woman muttered, somewhat puzzled, "Why aren't you speaking? The call connected...""Whose call?" A man's voice came from a distance.It was him!Emily's heart leaped into her throat. It was him, Mr. Satan!Even though she hadn't seen his face, Emily was very familiar with his voice!A growing
When Bryden got home, Mandy was on the phone.Seeing Bryden return, Mandy hastily ended the call, speaking somewhat unnaturally, "Bryden, why are you back so soon? Didn't you say you had plans with a friend and wouldn't be home for dinner tonight?"Bryden, noticing Mandy's flustered state, frowned and reminded her, "Mom, were you talking to Mrs. Morgan again? You should limit your contact with her; she's not a good person."Mandy, having her secret revealed, stopped hiding and retorted, "Mrs. Morgan is my friend. I've been a housewife for over twenty years, and now I can't even have the right to make friends? Your grandmother runs this house, and your father listens to her. I have no freedom, and now even you want to lecture me? Is there any place for me in this home?!"Bryden hadn't expected his casual comment to provoke such a strong reaction from his mother.Seeing Mandy's eyes redden with tears, Bryden could only rub his nose and approach her, patiently explaining, "That's not wha
This remark completely ignited Mandy's fury.She stood up angrily, pointing at Bryden's nose and shouting, "How dare you say that to me?""Mom...""I've raised you for over twenty years, and now you call me petty? Fine, if you think someone else is more generous, go recognize them as your mother! From now on, I'm not your mom. Don't call me 'Mom' anymore!"Bryden hadn't anticipated his mother would get so furious. But now that she was in a rage, anything he said would only escalate her anger. After some thought, he decided to remain silent.Mandy began to cry in indignation, "Why do you think I'm against Emily? Everything I do is for you and Janet. Your grandmother and your father favor your brother, but you are the only son of the Norman family. Only you have the right to inherit our family estate. Vincent is an outsider! If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be targeting Emily so much. But look at what you're doing! I'm doing everything for you, and now you blame me? You're just like yo
"Human emotions are the most complex and difficult to fathom. Loving someone and hating someone requires no reason. A moment, a glance, even just a fantasy, can make someone remember for a lifetime. Bryden, youโre still young. I hope you understand that some things are predestined, unavoidable."Meggie's words sounded philosophical, leaving Bryden momentarily confused. Had she already seen through his feelings for Emily?But looking at her calm demeanor, it didn't seem like it."Grandma, I donโt quite understand.""Itโs okay, you're still young. It's normal not to understand," Meggie sighed. "Bella mentioned that you took Emily back today?"Bryden nodded honestly. "Yes.""You must have noticed something, right? Did Emily have a fight with Vincent?""โฆI'm not entirely sure, but Emily didnโt seem quite herself. I think it has something to do with Vincent."Meggie's gaze shifted to the photo. "I thought so too. Vincent didn't accompany her today. They must have had some issues. What do y
"But I just had surgery," Penelope smirked. "Simon, I just aborted a child. If you donโt agree, I'll tell Emily that this child was yours."Mr. Satan's fury exploded. "Penelope, are you crazy?""I'm not crazy. I'm just an ordinary woman longing for love. What's wrong with that?"Penelopeโs face was filled with deep sorrow as she continued, "Simon, youโre no different from your brother. Both of you abandoned a woman who stayed by your side for four years for another woman. Emily is just lucky. You've pined for her for so many years, waited for her even after she got married, and rushed to her side the moment she divorced. But did you ever think about me? Do you know how painful it was when you threw a check at me and told me to leave New York?""My patience is limited, Penelope. I hope you understand that."Penelope sneered. "What are you going to do? Kill me?""Penelope, I don't do illegal things.""Is that so?" Penelope continued to smile, but a tear hung from the corner of her eye.
Lately, TV shows have been a bit dull.Emily flipped through more than a hundred channels, but she couldn't find a single show she liked.Finally, she reluctantly chose a variety show. A group of celebrities were playing games, laughing and joking. It seemed like it could cheer her up a bit.The phone rang.She picked it upโit was Olivia calling.She wasnโt exactly disappointed, just feeling a bit foolish. She had already heard a woman's voice on the other end of his phone. What was she still hoping for?"Hello? Olivia?"Olivia sounded quite frustrated. "Emily, there's been a problem with my family's company. My dad had a high blood pressure attack, and I'm at the hospital now. I won't be home tonight. Make sure you lock all the doors and windows and get some rest."James Taylor's company was in trouble?Taylor's company had always been a close partner of the Norman family. How could it suddenly be in trouble?"How is your dad doing? Can you handle it by yourself? I'll come over and h
Emily wasn't naive. Before coming to this meeting today, she had considered that the woman she was about to face could very well be Satan's beloved.But when Penelope looked at her with a calm smile, Emily still felt her heart plummet."Penelope," Emily took a deep breath, "thereโs no need to tell me about your past with him. Everyone has a past."Penelope raised an eyebrow and glanced at her. "You're right, everyone does have a past. But do you really deserve him? Youโre Nathanโs ex-wife, and everyone in New York knows that. Now youโre going to marry his brother? Even if you donโt care, you should at least consider his reputation."Emily suddenly smiled. "Reputation? The most useless thing in the world is reputation. Penelope, I came here today to hear about Emma, not to listen to you talk about your past with him. If youโre not going to talk about Emma, then thereโs no need for us to continue this conversation. This one's on me, as his fiancรฉe. Treating one of his exes to coffee is
The phone rang for what felt like an eternity, but Penelope didn't dare to reach for it.Eventually, the ringing ceased.Emily let out a cold chuckle and pocketed her phone.This farce had dragged on long enough.She stood up. "Penelope, this is our first meeting. I'm giving you a chance, so make the most of it."With that, she walked straight to the counter. "Hello, I'd like to settle the bill."The waiter responded quickly. "Yes, ma'am. Your total is seventy-four dollars."Emily smiled lightly. "Sorry, I wasn't clear. I'm only paying for my hot milk."The waiter blinked in confusion, then quickly recovered. "Oh, right. The milk is ten dollars.""Alright." Emily paid and left.As soon as she stepped outside, she saw a black SUV parked by the roadside.A familiar figure leaned against the car door, facing the cafรฉ entrance.What was he doing?Watching the show?Emily walked past him and headed in the opposite direction.She had barely taken a few steps when she felt a pair of strong a
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 theyโd 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, sheโd embraced her role in helping Allen manage the family business, but her girlish side was still evident. โEmily!โ Olivia squealed as she hugged her f
"Three years ago, I nearly died." Emily snatched her passport back from Sophiaโs hand. "This British couple is my family. Theyโre good people. They saved me and took me to England."She held the passport firmly. "And yet, you still wouldnโt let me go. You went to every length to forge my death certificate.""Do you all want to know why they wouldnโt leave a โdeadโ woman alone?" Emily let out a bitter laugh. "Because this was their only chance to inherit the wealth I left behind.""I didnโt die; Iโm alive and back to reclaim whatโs rightfully mine. This time, no one will hurt me. Sophia, you and your mother wonโt steal my inheritance, and you wonโt 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
โI know,โ Emily said firmly.When Vincent slid the ring onto her finger, she felt a flash of disbelief. Sheโd expected Sophia to pull something, but Vincentโs unwavering stance took her by surprise. Itโs overโeverythingโs finally over.Emilyโs eyes glistened with tears.The priestโs voice resonated, โThe groom may now kiss the brideโฆโEmily 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. โGo on, kiss her; sheโs yours now.โVincent didnโt hesitate, pulling Emily into a kiss. โYouโre my wife, Emily. Finally.โEmily smiled through her tears. โYes, Iโm finally your wife.โVincent turned with Emily still in his embrace, facing the crowd. โEmily and I are together now, and nothing will ever come between us again.โThe guests watched, Meggie wiping tears of joy from her eyes.But Sophia wasnโt 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 weddingโs head organizer, invitations bore Emily's name, revealing to everyone that Mirandaโthe talented designer making waves at the Pritzker Architecture Prizeโwas indeed Emily.The announcement stunned all of New York and the entire architecture community. So Miranda is really Emily? People couldnโt believe the cityโs 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 fumingโsheโd barely started her schemes with Grace to find Vincent a โsuitableโ bride, only to be blindsided by this wedding! She muttered, โWasnโt he supposed to be so deeply in love with Emily? Now heโs marrying someone else so fast?โMeggie overheard and firmly replied, โThe bride is Emily.โโOh, come on, Mom. Sheโs notโโ
Emily suddenly felt super self-conscious. โFine, Iโll drink it. But after Iโm done, go back to your office!โWith 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, โPeople are watching!โVincent seemed completely unfazed and continued, โItโs freezing outside, so donโt go out. I already asked Dylan to pick up lunch for us; heโll bring it up, and weโll eat together.โโ...Okay.โHeโs gotta be done now, right? Emily thought to herself, hoping heโd leave before the entire office saw this unfold live.โOh, one more thing,โ Vincent added nonchalantly, โDonโt rush off after work. Weโll swing by and pick up your uncle first, then head to my place for dinner with my dad and Meggie.โEmily blink
As soon as Allen left the hospital room, Jackson turned pale and, with a sudden heave, threw up everything heโd 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. โStay,โ he commanded.The nurse looked at him with wide eyes, almost on the verge of tears as she saw his ashen face. โSir, if youโre unwell, you really should let the doctor checkโโโIโm not unwell,โ Jackson replied, his voice cold, with a glint of harshness in his eyes. The nurse flinched slightly at his intense gaze.โAre you scared of me?โ he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.โN-no, not at all,โ the nurse stammered, shaking her head. โItโs justโฆโโDonโt worry about it,โ he said, a faint sneer forming. โFear is natural. Iโve never been the nicest person, and I donโt pretend to be.โโOh no, youโre a good person, sir! Youโฆ well, you pay me well,โ she replied hesitantly.โMoney alone doesnโt make someone good,โ 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 Yorkโs 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. โAny plans for Christmas?โShe paused. โNot really. Iโll probably just stay in and watch TV with Bert.โHe nodded without pressing further. Emily wondered what had prompted him to ask; heโd 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. โThen let me take you to meet my family! Youโre amazingโthey just donโt know you yet. Once they do, theyโll definitely support us being together. That way, we wonโt have to choose, and we can stay together, right?โโWhat if they still donโt agree?โโIโll talk to them. Iโm committed to you for life. Theyโll have to come around, whether they agree or not!โEmily couldnโt help but laugh. โBut I donโt agree.โJackson 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. โEmily, are you worried because my parents donโt like you? If I love you, their initial reservations donโt matter; theyโll come to accept it.โโThatโs part of it,โ Emily admitted, โbut thereโs a more important reasonโฆโA sinking feeling came over Jackson. โโฆWhat is it?โโฆโฆWeather forecasts are rarely reliable, but this time, it turned out to be spot on.By evening, the sky was filled
Emily didnโt say anything, but her mind was a mess.โYou donโt need to say so many sentimental things,โ she replied softly. โFor Meggieโs sake, Iโll go through with the wedding. Donโt worry.โโBut I donโt want a fake wedding,โ Satan replied. โI want it to be real.โThe 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 Hiltonโs entrance, she asked, โDid you drive here?โโI took a cab.โโDid you sneak out again?โSatan shrugged with a wry smile. โDylanโs been keeping too close an eye on me.โWith no other option, Emily walked to the curb and flagged down a taxi for him, signaling for him to hurry up.โTo St. Maryโs Hospital, please,โ she instructed, then turned back to him. โWhen you get there, have Dylan call me to let me know you arrived safely, okay?โHe nodded. โAnd what about you? What