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
The night was growing late. Emily sat on her bed after her shower, working on her laptop."Buzz buzz!"Her cell phone suddenly vibrated. She glanced at the caller ID; it was an unfamiliar number. She frowned but answered the call."It's me," came Derek's voice. Emily's entire body froze. Why was he calling her at this hour? She pressed down her racing heart and responded calmly, "Mr. Scott?""I'm downstairs from you," Derek said.Hearing Derek's words, Emily almost jumped out of bed. She took a deep breath. "Mr. Scott, are you serious?""You'll know if I'm joking if you walk over to the balcony and look out the window," Derek replied.Emily set aside her laptop and got off the bed.Taking one quiet step at a time, she walked over to the balcony and pulled back the curtains slightly, counting.Her room was on the third floor, just high enough for her to see a tall sycamore tree under the apartment building.Derek, dr
The back of Emily's head throbbed slightly, the image of the child replaying in her mind incessantly.She rubbed her temples, then rose to start her morning routine, washing up and applying makeup.After that, she glanced at the time: eleven-thirty in the morning. Emily adjusted her purse and headed out the door, intending to hail a cab, but a sleek black car pulled up elegantly in front of her.Derek parked and gracefully opened his door. He wore a dark black suit adorned with subtle golden lines on the cuffs, exuding an air of elegance and perhaps a hint of arrogance. He gestured toward the passenger seat, saying, "Emily, please, get in."Emily obliged, sitting down and reaching for her seatbelt, but before she could fasten it, Derek leaned over, carefully securing it for her. Emily held her breath, feeling a flutter of nerves.Derek suppressed a chuckle at her adorable apprehension, returning to the driver's seat and then started the car
"Mr. Scott?" Emily called out softly.Derek snapped back to reality and replied faintly, "I'll go grab your clothes from the bathroom." He rose, fetched the clothes, and placed them beside the bed. He pursed his lips and added, "Once you've changed, I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up."Emily met his gaze. "No need, it's an old issue.""It's better to get it checked, for peace of mind," Derek insisted, his voice warm and elegant, tinged with concern and affection.Emily hesitated, momentarily caught off guard. It hadn't occurred to her that Derek's concern might be genuine. Yet, they hadn't known each other for long. Could someone truly fall in love so quickly?"Why do I think he loves me? I must be crazy!" she thought.Quickly dressing, Emily found the dress fitting her perfectly, as if tailored for her. She slipped on her shoes and quietly exited the room, catching a glimpse of Derek at the dining table with the four children, the housekeeper