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Instead of listening to me, Adam turned away, his voice cold and dismissive. "Get out, Ina. I have important things to do."

Feeling dejected, I left the bedroom, my mind racing with thoughts of how to make Adam understand that Emma wasn't who she pretended to be. As I stepped out into the hallway, I came face to face with Emma. Without warning, she grabbed my arm and dragged me into one of the guest rooms.

Before I could react, she slapped me hard across the face. The sting was sharp, and I stumbled back in shock. "This is your last warning," she hissed. "Don't try to disrupt my plans."

I looked her in the eyes, anger and desperation mingling in my gaze. "What do you want from me, Emma? You took everything from me. You got pregnant by my ex-fiance, ran away with my father's money, and now you're back in my husband's life. Why?"

Emma laughed, a cruel, mocking sound. "Oh, you mean Martin? That one's far gone. I already left him. Do you know how I felt when I heard you had married one of