Everything was dealt with in less than ten minutes.Dylan came over to report that all of Sophia and Grace's belongings had been thrown out.Mr. Satan led Emily back into the house.The bedding on the bed had also been thrown out, leaving only a bare mattress.It was an old-fashioned bed. Once trendy, now it was nothing but decayed wood."My mom’s things…" Emily looked a bit dejected. "Do they even exist anymore?"Mr. Satan examined the bed and then reached between the two layers of the mattress, pulling out several yellowed papers.The edges of the papers were frayed, giving them an aged appearance.Emily almost pounced on them immediately."Emily, you should open them yourself."Emily was nervous, shaking her head. "No, my hands are trembling. I'm afraid I'll damage them. You open it..."Mr. Satan pulled her into his arms, holding her close."Emily, don’t be afraid.""I...""I’m here."His large hands carefully unfolded the paper. It was folded into a size as small as a palm. As Mr.
By the time they returned to the Hilton Hotel, it was already evening.Emily's belly had grown. She had been busy all day and was now utterly exhausted.But she couldn't bear to part with the design drawing her mother had left behind. She lay in bed, holding the drawing up to the light, trying to find any other traces her mother might have left."This design was created by my mom in her senior year. She must have been pregnant with me at that time," Emily murmured.Mr. Satan gently took the drawing from her hands, carefully folded it, and placed it on the nearby table. "You will have plenty of time to look at it later. Get some rest now.""But I can't sleep," Emily said. "People say handwriting reflects a person’s character. My mom’s handwriting is so delicate; she must have been very gentle, right?"It had been over twenty years. Who could say for sure?Mr. Satan lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms. "Yes, you must be very much like her."His warm embrace made Emily feel dr
When they left the prison, Dylan was waiting with the car parked at the entrance.Mr. Satan opened the door and got in, leaning his head back against the seat and closing his eyes."Boss, are you tired?" Dylan selected a soothing piano piece, and the beautiful music flowed through the car.Mr. Satan pressed his fingers to his eyes, looking weary. "How is Emily?""Don't worry, she's still sleeping.""Good." Mr. Satan seemed to relax a bit, but there was still a hint of melancholy.The car drove slowly, and it was already dark outside.From the prison to the Hilton Hotel was quite a distance, taking over an hour to drive."If you're tired, you can sleep for a bit. I'll wake you when we get there," Dylan said, knowing his boss's behavior and expressions well.Mr. Satan gave a slight "hmm" and stopped talking.Maybe it was the warmth and comfort of the car, but he gradually drifted into a semi-dreamlike state."Boss?"In a daze, he heard Dylan calling him.Mr. Satan woke slightly. "What?"
"It's nothing important. I can handle it myself."Mr. Satan was a bit surprised. "You can handle her on your own?""Yes," Emily snuggled closer to him. "As the future lady of the Norman family, I have to be strong."Mr. Satan chuckled and pulled her closer. "I don't like seeing you being so capable and strong. It makes your man look useless."Emily pouted. "Who says you're useless? Can you get my coat for me?""Are you going out?""Yes, I found a movie that looks really good. It's premiering today. Let's go watch it?"Mr. Satan didn't mind, as long as Emily was interested, he would accompany her.But..."Premier tickets are usually booked in advance. There might not be any left now.""Oh..." Emily looked a bit disappointed but quickly recovered. "Then let's just watch TV at home. By the way, Janet should be on that celebrity dating show this episode."Late-night shows were usually infomercials and ads.Emily fiddled with the remote and found the latest episode of the show, pulling Mr.
"Are you sure you bought this at the hospital?"Olivia nodded innocently. "Yeah, why would I lie to you? I got it from the hospital where my dad was admitted. Pretty great, right?"Great was an understatement.This was a spread of "luxury items."There were lobsters, sea cucumbers, abalone, and king crabs—it was like Olivia had brought a seafood buffet home.Emily's eyes darted around, and she quickly figured out what was going on.She asked, "Did Allen visit Mr. Taylor in the hospital?"Olivia casually responded as she unpacked the boxes, "Uh-huh. He's been coming to the hospital every day lately instead of going to work. But I've figured it out.""What did you figure out?""I figured out why he comes to the hospital every day!"Emily's eyes widened. Could it be that her clueless friend had finally caught on?Had Allen Parker finally seen the light?But Olivia's next words stunned her."Emily, I've realized that all capitalists have one thing in common—they love getting things for fr
Olivia thought she wasn’t good at math.The calculations Emily had just done weren't that complicated, but why was she only now getting it?Emily continued, "And have you noticed that every time you and Lucas get close, Allen quickly calls you away?"Olivia frowned, looking annoyed. "He just wants me to work more.""But why doesn't he call anyone else, only you? Even if he needs someone to work, isn’t Amanda more capable?""Emily, I’m a bit slow," Olivia scratched her head, holding Emily’s hand. "Are you saying Allen Parker is actually nice to me?"Emily nodded. "Of course he is. I see it clearly from the side."Olivia still didn’t believe it. "But... he's so annoying...""What do you find annoying about him?""For example, he deducts my pay and has kept me on an intern salary for a long time."Emily nodded, speaking gently, "But if he had offered you a really high salary right from the start, say ten thousand dollars a month, would you have dared to take it?"Olivia shook her head li
Ten minutes later, Allen Parker was standing outside room 2307 at the Hilton.Emily opened the door for him."Hello, Emily."Allen was polite, but Emily could see the sweat on his forehead.In this late autumn weather, with the wind blowing outside, the fact that he was sweating showed how anxious he was."Hello," Emily said, "Come in, Olivia is inside."Allen Parker stepped inside.Hearing the noise, Olivia buried herself under the covers on the guest bed, wrapping herself up like a chubby caterpillar.Emily said, "You two talk, I’ll be in the kitchen."Allen Parker nodded, "Thank you."Emily smiled without saying anything, leaving the guest room for the two of them and heading to the kitchen.Olivia lay facing away from the door, not showing any intention of turning around.She felt a mix of surprise and anger.If what Emily said was true, that Allen Parker liked her, why didn’t he just say it? Why deduct her salary!She couldn’t stand the salary deduction!Just then, a warm hand re
The argument in the bedroom suddenly ceased.They didn’t come out afterward.Emily understood.She grabbed her keys and phone, and left the room. These two, one had love but wouldn’t express it, the other couldn’t see the other’s feelings. For them to finally express their feelings was no easy feat. She decided to give them some space to be alone together.With that thought, Emily felt that room 2307 at the Hilton Hotel was quite a magical place.It seemed like a room designed for creating couples.As for the movie? She’d watch it alone.There was a cinema not far from the Hilton Hotel. Emily bought a ticket and waited outside for the screening to begin.Mr. Satan called her: “You went out?”“Yes,” Emily briefly explained the situation with Allen Parker and Olivia to him: “I thought I should give them some space.”“Hmm,” Mr. Satan didn’t comment further: “Are you okay by yourself? Do you want me to come with you?”Emily refused: “No. Focus on your work. I’m just pregnant, not incapabl