Looking at the hesitant Hyacinth at her doorstep, Emma was confused.What happened suddenly?Weren’t they laughing around just a moment back?“I have a request.”“You don’t have to request me, Mum.”Emma softly reassured as she walked back to the entrance grabbed Hyacinth’s hand pulled her inside and closed the door behind her.“Now tell me.”“I know this might sound odd but...”“Mum… you can freely share your thoughts with me. Aren’t I, your daughter?”“Can I dress you up for dinner tonight?”“Huh?”“I knew it was a bad idea!”“Oh no! I was just surprised. Of course, you can, I will be glad to let you style me!”“Really?”“Yes.”“Then, you quickly take a shower while I select a few outfits for you!”“Alright! But don’t strain yourself, okay?”“Okay! I’m not made of glass that all of you are treating me like I’ll break any second.”“Better safe than sorry!”“Now, off you go before I make!”“Okay!”Emma and Hyacinth chuckled as the former mock saluted the latter who glared at her in re
The dinner was a peaceful event, at least, as peaceful as it can get when, you have to sit beside your Ex-boyfriend from university days, just because his brother was offended by some offhand remark your Ex said.‘So Mature!’Emma had screamed in her head when her peaceful plans to sit beside her brother went down the drain as Cecil stubbornly sat beside Ryan and refused to share his breathing space with Christopher.Which meant she had to be the bigger person despite being the youngest and sitting beside Christopher.Of course, Ryan had offered to exchange seats with her but her mother wanted her beside her as well, making the sit between Christopher and her mother the only ideal place as the elder couples were both already seated.“This is not your style?”“And you know that because you’re Charles Frederick Worth?”“Is he your stylist?”“Never mind, I overestimated you.”“It's either a sharp tongue or a sharp knife, isn’t it, Orchid?”“Oh! You don’t deserve anything less.”“Sweethea
Emma's relaxed and confident answer made Alex and Christopher raise their eyebrows in question.“Isn’t Monroe Interiors a subsidiary of Evening Enterprise?”“No, it is not. I don’t it is still big enough to be part of a Trillion-dollar empire like Evening Enterprise.”Her answer surprised the Howard family, as they expected her to do business under the protection of Evening Enterprise, but she did not take their support.This made them respect her, and the Howard couple liked her even more.It wasn’t easy to establish a business in the current economy, especially for a woman it is even more difficult because business is still a male-dominated industry.With the growing capitalism a business in Interiors is indeed a great option but the competition for it is already so cutthroat you won’t even notice when you are left behind by fellow business houses.“Doing your business under Evening Enterprise would’ve been an easy way out.”“Sitting at home, while I spend my family’s money seems li
“We’ll take our leave now, Aunt Cynthia.”“Go ahead! Enjoy the night or at least try to, right sweetheart?”“Right.”“Please rest assured Aunt Cynthia, I’ll try my best to keep her away from the crowd and make her as comfortable as possible.”“Oh, I don’t doubt that you’ll try your best. It is getting late you two should be on your own now.”“Bye, Mum.”“Bye, Aunt Cynthia.”“Bye, kids. Enjoy!”Christoper’s car was already waiting for them at the entrance and Emma was surprised to find he did not bring his chauffeur today.“You are driving?”“Not very confident in my driving skills?”“You hate driving.”“When I’m alone, yes. But since I have company today, I thought I’ll brush up my skills a little.”“We can still take my driver, or I could drive us there?”“You?”Christopher gave her an ‘are-you-for-real’ look as he opened the car door of the passenger seat.“Get in. I’m sure you can manage being the passenger princess for one day, yes?”“If there is even one scratch on me, I’m suing
“You don’t like them?”Christopher looked at Emma in confusion.He expected many scenarios but not this one.What does a ‘Why’ in this situation even mean?“You did not have get me anything.”“You hate flowers?”“No but… I’m sorry they’re beautiful. Thank you.”Emma smiled as she looked at Christopher who nodded awkwardly, he wasn’t sure how to react.This wasn’t the first time he gave her flowers but then she was his girlfriend, now she wasn’t and her first reaction scared him a little.What if she thought he still had feelings for her?He would hate for her to get the wrong idea.“Uhm… Cee got flowers and chocolates for Roy and ordered for me as well…”“Miss. Grayson also loves Purple Orchids and Purple Lilies in her bouquet.”“That…”“And Miss. Grayson just happens to like Dutch chocolate with hazelnuts from Emerry?”Emma chuckled softly, as Christopher shook his head negatively accepting defeat, as she unwrapped one chocolate and carefully without smudging her lipstick, put the co
“I’ll show you what a fire is! I’ll ruin you!”“Try me.”“Hah! What can a bastard like you even do?”“5 years a lot of time you know, Mrs. Watson. Corporate secrets would be a child’s play let alone… How do you think my lovely Ex-husband would react if he knows…”Emma cooed softly in Mrs. Watson’s ear.To a third person, it would look like they were hugging each other and having a reunion.But only they knew it was anything but that.A sick satisfaction bloomed in Emma as she saw Mrs. Watson as white as a ghost or someone who saw one.She had been suppressed by this woman for more than 5 years but not anymore.“W-What do you mean?”“If he knows the family name, he is so proud about… It doesn’t even belong to him in the first place… while at family, I miss Uncle Watson dearly! I’m considering inviting him to a meal at his favorite restaurant. What do you think, Mrs. Watson?”“You wouldn’t dare!”“Why would I not? Did you just not call me a bastard? Bastards have nothing to lose but you
“Miss… Whatever. Calling a Vintage Rolex, manufactured as a tribute on its 3rd Anniversary, estimated in some tens of billions… How classic of a country bumpkin like you.”Emma looked at Ryan in surprise, as the Watsons opened and closed their mouths in disbelief.“Mr. Monroe, you cannot speak with my fiancé in such a manner.”“Be thankful I’m speaking at all, instead of throwing you all out the venue. I have enough respect for the host to not create an unnecessary disturbance in their event.”“It was Emma, who…”“Sir, Madam, Miss. I request you to please follow me out.”A stern man dressed in black stepped towards them with three other equally serious-looking men behind him.Emma raised her brow at her brother.He just threatened and the security was already here. What kind of overlord was he?“Unfortunately, they faked the invite and entered. So, the security is here.”Cecil casually commented as he leisurely walked in from behind the security with Royce, who had a frown etched on h
After a long day at work, completely drained out, Emma walked into the Monroe mansion.Flopping down right at the first seat of the beige leather sofa, she completely disregarded any ladylike behavior she was to obey as an heiress since anyone could walk in on her at that moment.She dropped her bag at her feet, discarding her suit jacket to one side and removing her stilettos beside her handbag, she stepped flat on the soft Persian carpet.Sighing at the soothing feeling of softness after a complete day of standing on her feet on a torture device, she breathed out deeply.For some reason, her muscles ached, and her mind seemed to be a lot foggier, as she dismissed it and curled up into a ball right onto the sofa and closed her eyes for a nap.Janette, the head butler of Monroe mansion, walked inside the living room and almost had a heart attack when she saw Emma curled up on the sofa.“M-Miss. Evelyn?!”Janette softly called out to not startle her little heiress, but receiving no res