Emily slept until after eleven o'clock at night. When she woke up, the entire family villa had succumbed to a deep slumber, with both the children and servants sound asleep.
"Awake?" a crisp voice echoed in her ears. She squinted open her eyes and mumbled, "Derek, I'm hungry."Derek chuckled softly, "Rest a little more; I'll go downstairs and cook for you. It'll take about half an hour." Emily nodded with her eyes closed, finding solace in the prospect of a little more sleep.As she drifted in and out of consciousness, her cerebral cortex unusually active, she surprisingly began to dream. She found herself traversing a white valley with mountains and layers of green trees, directionless and weak.With each step, her legs gave out, and she felt the desperation of trying to break free from the dream. Finally standing up, she struggled across a swamp, and as the path leveled, she attempted to open her eyes without success.SuddeWhen Derek returned to the room, Emily lay quietly on the bed, appearing to be asleep.Derek climbed into bed and held her close from behind, gently patting her back. Emily turned around and hugged him tightly.In the darkness, Emily's emotions intensified a little.Each time she lost control, Derek reassured her that everything would be okay and work out.But would it truly be okay?Recent events made her even question the normalcy of her own mental state.She had almost harmed her own son. How did it come to this?"Emily, you're just stressed out. Everything will be fine," Derek said gently. "Let's go on a trip in a few days, relax, and unwind. A change of scenery will definitely help you get better."Emily nestled into his arms and fell silent.She could almost kill her own son.Could she also harm Derek one day?She wasn't the same Emily she used to be a long time ago. Sh
After searching the entire day and reviewing all surveillance footage, Emily remained unfound.The assistant hesitated before speaking, "Mr. Scott, perhaps we should dispatch a team to searvh the sea..."Derek's cold eyes bore into him, "What do you mean by that?"His gaze was piercing, akin to two sharp, cold knives.The assistant, frightened, lowered his head but stammered, "Mrs. Scott vanished on this road, all locations have been searched, and surveillance checked, but no one can be found. There's only one possibility, Mrs. Scott may...""No way!" Derek snapped, "Keep searching! Ensure you find her!"Observing Derek's frantic state, the assistant sighed. In all his years with Mr. Scott, he had never witnessed him lose his temper. He dared not delay and hastily called for continued efforts in the search.The search persisted for a week. Derek, rapidly losing weight, was wasting away. He had lost someone, his beloved woman.Thoug
Emily touched up her makeup in the bathroom. As she gazed at her reflection in the mirror, it always seemed like there was something beneath the surface of her face. However, upon closer inspection, she couldn't discern anything.She had visited the doctor multiple times, desperately trying to unravel the mystery behind her memory loss. Frustratingly, no answers were forthcoming. The only options left were either to live her life in a perpetual state of confusion or to suddenly remember everything from the past.An underlying feeling persisted within her that someone was eagerly awaiting her return home.After applying her lipstick, Emily exited the bathroom and found herself face to face with Richard, who was carrying a bottle of champagne.Having spent three years in the Parker family, Emily had encountered numerous dignitaries or celebrities in Kinnis with Simona. Emily was no fool.She understood Simona's ulterior motive in introducing her to
"Don't cry," Emily said.She hurriedly wiped away Diane's tears. "Since you have to think I'm your mommy, then you can call me mommy. I won't mind."Diane covered her lips and cried out, her voice choked. "Can I hug you?""Sure." Emily reached out and took the little girl into her arms.The nine-year-old Diane, who was already grew up, let out a sob on her shoulder.Not far away, Diane's assistant hurriedly clicked several pictures, and then sighed heavily. He had been working for Diane for three years and had never seen her look so sad.In everyone's eyes, Diane, the talented painter, was a cool girl who never cried or laughed, showing no extra expressions.She would only smile lightly when facing her daddy and her three brothers, but that smile never reached the depths of her eyes. However, he saw her genuinely smile and also saw her cry today...Could it be that this woman was really her mother who had been missing for four year
In Kinnis.The dawn broke, the sun rose, and a new day began.The Parker family seized the opportunity of Fiona's grandmother's birthday to organize a grand banquet, inviting several dignitaries in Kinnis. The event took place at the city's largest five-star hotel. Additionally, the president of the Scott Group, rumored to be unrivaled in the entire country, was expected to attend, ostensibly to invest in a Kinnis project.At the hotel entrance, a throng of journalists had gathered, each eagerly waiting with a camera in hand. Alongside the reporters, key figures from prominent families in Kinnis were also in attendance."When will Mr. Scott arrive?" inquired a reporter who, after a prolonged wait, had yet to spot the president of the renowned Scott Group."Mr. Scott is occupied with work and unsure of his arrival time. I suggest you proceed with the banquet for now," replied the staff member. Disappointment filled the room as everyone reluctantly returned to
At that moment, Peter sat on the opposite end of the couch, shaking a pocket watch in his hand, a faint ringing sound resonating through the living room. "Emily, please open your eyes," he intoned hypnotically.Peter's mesmerizing voice echoed repeatedly, and eventually, the woman on the couch slowly complied, opening her eyes.Her gaze was vacant, clearly indicating she had succumbed to hypnosis."Emily, do you recall what transpired after you awoke?""I woke up in the hospital; I don't remember anything," she replied.Peter pressed on, "In your mind, is there someone you must see?"The woman, initially staring blankly, suddenly exhibited a hint of sadness in her eyes. Her scarlet lips trembled as she spoke, "My child..."Derek intervened, gesturing for attention. Peter promptly closed his pocket watch, and Emily's eyes shut as she lapsed into unconsciousness once more."Mr. Scott," Peter spoke with a solemn gaze, "she seems to have exp
Emily sat in her room, casually swiping through the news on her cell phone.Derek's involvement with Kinnis had already made local headlines, but the media didn't capture any new images of him; they reused the photo from his attendance at the previous press conference.In the picture, he wore a black suit and a gray bow tie, his eyes cold and sharp, emitting an aura no less intimidating than in real life.She typed "Derek" into the search bar, and the information promptly appeared.Derek, the president of the Scott Group, thirty years old, had ascended to leadership at the age of eighteen. Under his guidance, the Scott Group had reached unprecedented heights, earning him admiration from countless individuals.Emily glanced at Derek's marital status: he had been married for four and a half years, with a scandal involving a third party surfacing just a month after the wedding.She snorted lightly.Suddenly, a
Half a month later, the plane sliced through the clouds and touched down at the airport.Upon reaching the hotel, Emily freshened up and hailed a cab to the Scott Group.She intended to engage in a thorough discussion with the head of the Scott Group regarding the previous project and, furthermore, to explore potential opportunities. After all, she was keen to avoid continuing as Derek's secretary if possible.The car swiftly pulled up in front of the Scott Group, prompting Emily to touch up her makeup before confidently entering.She made her way to the reception desk and inquired in a soft tone, "I'm here to discuss a business contract with Eric.""May I ask if you have an appointment?" The receptionist began, but abruptly halted upon seeing Emily. Why did this woman seem so familiar?Before the receptionist could ponder further, Eric approached and greeted, "Ms. Parker, you're here bright and early.""Early bird catches the worm," Em