When Mr. Satan returned home in the evening, Emily brought up the matter."Named Morgan, doing business in Europe?"Emily asked as she helped him towel off his hair. "Yeah, that's what my dad said."Mr. Satan replied, closing his eyes and enjoying her care. "Emily, do you really want to find him?""I'm not sure," Emily said, feeling conflicted. "He abandoned me and my mom. If I were to find him, I feel like I'd be betraying my mom."Mr. Satan understood her well. "Emily, let me be honest with you. If you want to find him, I can help, no problem. But do you know how many Morgans there are in Europe? Your chances of finding him are slim. Plus, have you thought about why he left without telling your mom? Was he afraid she wouldn't wait for him to come back?"Emily shook her head firmly. "No, she would have. I heard my mom used to love him a lot.""That's what's so strange," Mr. Satan said, taking her hand. "He clearly knew your mother was pregnant, and he knew she would wait for him. So
Emily had no reason to refuse.Makeup for thirty or forty car models: twenty thousand a day. Makeup for Jackson alone: one hundred thousand a day.And, doing makeup for men was easier than for women."Are you coming or not?" Jackson impatiently urged her.Emily gritted her teeth. "I'm coming!""Heh heh," Jackson chuckled. "Alright, send me your address, and I'll pick you up tomorrow."Emily hesitated for a moment and then quickly refused. "It's not necessary, really. Just tell me the location, and I can take the bus. I don't want to trouble you.""That place is only accessible to VIP clients," Jackson bluntly informed her. "Do you want me to wait for you at the entrance?"Emily paused, ultimately agreeing."I'm staying at the Hilton Hotel.""I'll add you as a WhatsApp friend, and you can send me your address."There was no choice. Emily complied with his request and provided her WhatsApp.After hanging up, his friend request quickly popped up.Although it felt a bit strange, Emily add
"I'm used to it," Emily said, "I've been living like this since I was little. I don't think it's hard."Jackson remained silent.He drove slowly, occasionally glancing at her through the rearview mirror.Emily's impact on him was too shocking, and he still couldn't quite react.Is this really the same woman from that day?When he took off her black-framed glasses, he could already see that she was actually quite attractive. But today she was wearing a different outfit, and it was not just "good-looking" that could describe her anymore.And he could tell, Emily wasn't wearing makeup.Actually, a T-shirt and a long skirt were very common women's clothing, and white was an ordinary color, but when worn on her, it felt a bit different.Emily's skin was quite smooth, and her features were very beautiful. Whether she wore makeup or not, it was evident that she had the foundation to be a beauty.Jackson nodded. He thought he understood Emily's situation. No wonder she was so beautiful but st
Jackson wasn't pleased; he dragged her to a nearby spot, his expression darkening.Emily's attention was all on Allen Parker; she didn't notice Jackson's worsening mood.Allen Parker had the demeanor of someone in power. He spoke with poise and carried himself with grace, a mature and successful man, much like Mr. Satan.And then there was his face...Emily recalled Mr. Satan's jawline in her mind. She had been too shocked earlier to take a good look at Allen Parker's jawline."Emily," Jackson couldn't bear it anymore, "Are you infatuated?"Emily snapped out of it, "What?""You've been staring at my brother, what's the meaning of that? Are you smitten with him already?"Emily didn't know how to respond.Seeing her silence, Jackson became even more annoyed, "Say something!"Emily felt that while she initially found Jackson intimidating, today, upon their second meeting, she realized he was just a big boy with a bad temper.She explained, "I just thought your brother resembled a friend
Arriving at the hospital entrance, Allen Parker gallantly stepped out of the car to help Emily open the door.Emily thanked him again."You don't have to be so polite. It only makes things feel more unfamiliar," he replied.After bidding him farewell and watching the red taillights disappear from view, Emily finally relaxed her tense nerves.While in the car just now, she carefully examined his jawline through the rearview mirror.They even had similar jawlines.But she dared not jump to conclusions.There was no time to cook today, so Emily bought some fruits downstairs and went upstairs to see her father.Just as she reached the door of the ward, she heard Sophia's voice from inside."...Me and Nathan? Yes, you guessed it right. I'm with Nathan now, and I'm also carrying his child.""...I'm the villain? If my parents hadn't been supporting you, you would have starved to death long ago! I just wanted her husband, that's all!"Emily couldn't bear to listen anymore. She forcefully push
A loud, heavy sound echoed in the corner of the hospital room.Sophia, huddled under the bed, screamed in terror.Chairs shattered into pieces, wooden fragments flying in all directions. Some pieces scratched Sophia's legs, and blood trickled slowly down her skin.Emily didn't care anymore. She approached Sophia's hiding place step by step."Come out," she said.Sophia, barely able to speak from fear, stammered, "You're crazy! Emily, you're really crazy!""Yes, I'm crazy. I should be." Emily replied, already gripping a long rod.Sophia paled. "What are you going to do?""I'm going to make you pay for what you did today," Emily said, gesturing with the metal rod above her head."Help!!!" Sophia pushed Emily away and ran for the door.With a bang, the ward door was kicked open.Nathan rushed in and shielded Sophia in his arms. Emily swung the rod at his back.Nathan immediately grabbed the rod and threw it aside.Sophia clung to Nathan, crying, "Nathan, save me, she's going to kill me..
While settling the hospital bill, Emily felt fortunate she hadn't returned the five million Mr. Satan had given her. Otherwise, she'd be facing financial difficulties now.She'd never accept Nathan's charity.Money, what a love-hate relationship. It breeds sin, yet everyone relies on it to survive.When she returned from paying, Nathan and Sophia were gone.Emily breathed a sigh of relief. It was good they left, so Dad wouldn't get upset when he woke up.Two hours later, Dad was wheeled into the ICU.Through the thick glass, she saw Dad covered in tubes and hooked up to countless machines, wrapped tightly, only his pale face exposed, eyes tightly shut.Having visited so often, the nurses recognized her. Seeing her distressed look, one kindly advised, "You need to take care of yourself too. Your dad is out of danger but needs a few days of observation in the ICU. If everything's fine, he can be transferred back to a regular ward.""Thank you." Emily forced a smile, but it was brittle a
Emily didn't know how to explain.Mr. Satan liked her hair very much, winding it around his fingertips and then letting it go lazily. "Stay away from him a bit."Emily nodded. "I'll keep my distance from him.""Good." Mr. Satan's hand slowly slid down from her head, his fingertips gently caressing her dewy face. "I feel like I can't be away from you anymore."Emily felt ticklish by his touch and leaned away. "Do you know Jackson?""Uh, sort of," Mr. Satan's response was vague.Which was true, given their shared circles in high society.Emily reached out, also touching his cheek.His white mask seemed to glow in the moonlight. Her hand slid along his jawline, wanting to remember its contours.He caught her hand and kissed it lightly. "I didn't shave properly."Emily chuckled, retracting her hand, and curled up in his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes to rest."Mr. Satan.""Yeah?""If I sue Sophia in court, do I have a chance of winning?"Mr. Satan wrapped his