"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, you’re 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 don’t quite understand.""It’s 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?""…I'm not entirely sure, but Emily didn’t 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 don’t 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?"Penelope’s face was filled with deep sorrow as she continued, "Simon, you’re 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 up—it was Olivia calling.She wasn’t 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, "there’s 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? You’re Nathan’s ex-wife, and everyone in New York knows that. Now you’re going to marry his brother? Even if you don’t 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 you’re not going to talk about Emma, then there’s no need for us to continue this conversation. This one's on me, as his fiancée. 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 café 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
However, things did not go as smoothly as they had anticipated.Emily found herself cornered in the lobby of the Hilton Hotel.Mr. Satan had gone to park the car in the underground garage, leaving her to head upstairs alone. But to her surprise, Logan Morgan was waiting for her in the lobby.Logan Morgan, still dressed in his usual suit, greeted her with a warm, paternal smile. He blocked her path with confidence. "Emily."Emily frowned, taking a step back to maintain some distance.The image of him choking Grace in the alley still haunted her.Logan Morgan smiled again, maintaining his calm and affable demeanor. "Don’t be afraid. I’m your father; I won't hurt you. I must have startled you by showing up so suddenly."Emily glanced around. The hotel lobby was bustling as usual, with people coming and going, but no one seemed to notice them."What are you doing here?""My daughter," Logan Morgan said with a feigned tenderness. "You moved out of the house without telling me. I know every
Logan Morgan looked around stealthily. People had already recognized him, and some had taken out their phones to snap pictures and record videos.“Emily, things aren't as simple as you think. The events of those years were very complicated. You can’t just believe what Grace says...”Emily chuckled, nodding as she crossed her arms and sat down on the sofa. “Alright, I’m free today. Why don’t you tell me the whole story? I’d love to hear why you took your wife’s... oh no, your ex-wife’s designs to a competition and won first prize with them?”Logan’s face turned red with anger. “She told you about that?”“I told you, I know what I need to know. And what Grace wouldn’t say, others did.”Logan fell silent.Emily wasn’t in a rush. She sat while Logan stood, and she could see his eyes darting around, clearly calculating, trying to come up with an excuse that might convince her of his innocence.But Emily wasn’t stupid.Her bag vibrated with a call.She took out her phone and saw it was Mr.
His words made Emily understand just how shameless Logan could be.He could lie without even batting an eye.Emily thought sadly, did her mother choose to be with him because of his lies too?From appearance to family background and talent, Logan Morgan was not impressive, but his words were very convincing.Lisa was only twenty-two when she gave birth to her. Before that, she had been Logan Morgan's classmate for several years.A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, how could she possibly outwit such a calculating man?But it was too late to say anything now. Her mother had been gone for nearly twenty-seven years, while Logan lived a respectable life, enjoying wealth and praise thanks to the daughter she gave birth to—According to him, all the wrongs were Grace's doing. He was innocent."Really?" Emily's heart felt icy cold.Whether from guilt or realizing his lies wouldn't work, Logan stopped pretending, "Emily, you're grown up now, almost a mother yourself. You should be rational