"Jackson, who chases girls like this?"The door to the private room opened once again, and Allen Parker walked in under the guidance of the waiter.A hint of unknown meaning lingered at the corner of his mouth as he glanced at Emily, finally settling on Olivia.But Jackson was instantly ignited with anger. "Bro, what are you doing here?""Can't I come?" Allen Parker withdrew his gaze and asked Emily, "Emily, can I sit here?"He was referring to the space between Emily and Olivia."Of course!" Emily felt like a drowning person finally grabbing hold of driftwood, letting out a heavy sigh of relief.Olivia moved her chair to the side, making room for Allen Parker.Allen Parker's gaze seemed to casually land on her, then quickly shifted away. "Thank you, Miss Taylor.""This is perfect, haha!""Miss Taylor, do you know me?"Olivia laughed, "How could I not know you? You're the godfather of the entertainment industry. Your company has so many famous actors and models, and of course, my husb
When they arrived at the Hilton hotel, Emily went upstairs first while Allen Parker parked the car.Just as Emily entered the hotel lobby, Allen Parker's phone rang."Keep your brother away from Emily," the voice on the other end demanded.Allen Parker sighed helplessly. "Jackson is an adult now, and how can I control his feelings? I grew up with Jackson, and I've never seen him so invested in any woman before. He seems genuinely smitten. I don't want to see him getting deeper into this. You'd better tell Emily the truth soon, and let Jackson put an end to it.""It's almost done," Satan said. "I'm speeding things up.""Good," Allen Parker glanced at the hotel lobby, where Emily's figure was no longer visible. "She's already in the elevator. You should head back now."Back in room 2307, Emily habitually didn't turn on the lights.She took out some vegetables from the refrigerator, intending to make dinner."Emily?"Satan entered the room."I'm in the kitchen," Emily replied. "Do you wa
Security?Emily shrugged, indicating she couldn't help with that.Last time, she helped out as a model, but she couldn't possibly act as security this time."The security issue is something I'll handle myself, but I need you to take care of Chloe's makeup today," Wilson said.Emily was a bit surprised. "Don't big stars have their own makeup artists?""Chloe came directly from a film festival and only brought an assistant. They didn't have time to coordinate with a makeup artist," Wilson said, his expression turning serious. He lightly patted her shoulder. "You can do it, believe in yourself!"Suddenly, a roar came from the entrance. "Get your hands off her!"Jackson had just arrived and witnessed them. Wilson reached out to touch Emily, and this foolish woman didn't even know to step back?With a stride, Jackson pulled Emily behind him, glaring at Wilson. "What are you doing?"Wilson was helpless. "Boss, you've misunderstood. I was just expressing my admiration for Emily...""Can't yo
Emily looked at the woman dressed in branded clothing, and she almost didn't recognize her.Even though she had heard that she was coming back, seeing her in this way still caught her off guard."...Grace."Grace's appearance was beautiful and aggressive, much like her daughter Sophia.Grace tugged at the corner of her mouth, apparently also surprised to meet Emily here, but she concealed her surprise well and chuckled, "So it's Emily. It's been so many years, and you've a big girl. Are you working as a model here?"Emily frowned and shook her head, "I'm a makeup artist.""A makeup artist," Grace smiled affectionately, looking very much like a long-lost family member, "Being a makeup artist is good work."She waved to the little boy and said, "Herry, come over here to Mommy."This boy was Grace's son?He should be from her second wealthy husband as rumored.Herry was being arrogant because of his father's wealth."Herry, why are you running around without telling Mommy? What if you ge
Emily used to do household chores frequently, so she was quick at these tasks."All right," Emily wiped the sweat from her forehead, "it's about time. Hurry up and get on stage. If you're late, the boss will be furious."Thinking of Jackson's explosive temperament, the models hurried to the exhibition hall to make their final preparations.After they had all left, Emily cleaned the mop and washed the floor again, quietly waiting for it to dry.At exactly ten o'clock, the auto show officially began.The host passionately introduced today's featured car models, his voice booming.Emily leaned against the side and listened quietly, marveling at the professionalism of the host.Lost in thought, she suddenly heard the footsteps of leather shoes at the door.Who would come backstage at this time? Jackson?Emily furrowed her brow, mustering all her energy to deal with Jackson would not be easy.But when the person appeared at the door, Emily's impatience turned to fear. "Why are you here?""
Jackson's expression momentarily cracked.Especially upon hearing the word "pregnant," the veins on his temples throbbed, and his gaze instantly sharpened.Nathan sneered, "You didn't know yet? Seems like Emily doesn't fancy you."Jackson suddenly chuckled coldly, "It's none of your business."Emily, still slung over Nathan's shoulder, felt her stomach convulse.She growled lowly, "Nathan, put me down!""I won't!""If you don't let me down, I'll throw up on you!"Hearing this threat, Nathan gritted his teeth, reluctantly letting her feet touch the ground.Emily bypassed Jackson and ran straight out, covering her mouth as she dashed towards the exit.From the backstage to the main gate, she had to pass through the exhibition hall.Emily had no choice but to quickly running along the walls, but she still bumped into someone.She hurriedly apologized, "Sorry, I didn't mean to—"Before the person could respond, she had already fled the venue, disappearing from sight.The middle-aged man s
Emily shook her head, leaning against the tree trunk as she straightened herself slowly, avoiding his touch. "I'm fine. I just need to rest for a bit. ...Where's Nathan?""Don't worry. He's gone."Emily visibly breathed a sigh of relief. "Good."Jackson blinked, observing her expression closely. "Are you afraid of him?"Emily frowned, a look of disgust crossing her face. "I'm not afraid of him. I'm afraid of being involved with him again. If I could, I never want to see him again in my life."Jackson shrugged. "Although I don't know what happened between you two, it's clear that your marriage wasn't pleasant.""It was terrible," Emily forced a smile, "Boss, thank you. You've helped me twice. It's because of you that I can get away from Nathan's harassment."Jackson crossed his arms, a smug look on his face. "Yeah, shouldn't you thank me?""Didn't I just thank you?" Emily added, "Thank you again, Boss."Jackson clearly wasn't satisfied. "Is that all the thanks I get? Just words? I open
"But I don't even know whose child I'm carrying now," Emily said. "So... let me touch you, can I? No lights, I just want to feel your face."Mr. Satan remained silent for a long time.Inside suite 2307 of the Hilton Hotel, it was exceptionally quiet.The phone rang.Emily's phone was ringing.It was Jackson calling.Emily hesitated, unsure whether to answer Jackson's call at this moment. He would likely be asking about her situation or inquiring about Mr. Satan's whereabouts. But she knew so little about Mr. Satan herself, how could she explain it to Jackson?"Who is it?" Mr. Satan asked.Emily answered honestly, "It's Jackson.""Don't answer his call.""But he's my boss. It might not be polite...""Don't answer, Emily," Mr. Satan took the phone from her hand, ended the call directly, then switched it off and tossed it aside. "Emily, don't answer calls from other men in front of me. I'll get jealous."Emily took a deep breath. "Mr. Satan, you know everything about me very well, but I