30 Working for Me

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