All Chapters of Little Emily: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Kamsy stood in his father’s office, the tension in the air thick and suffocating. He watched Inishola, his father, pace back and forth, his movements sharp and agitated. The weight of his father’s frustration pressed heavily on Kamsy’s shoulders.“Why didn’t she tell us about the note?” Inishola asked again, his voice a low growl. He adjusted his blue suit jacket, a briefcase ready by his side for his trip to Florida. He had a mission to attend to, but now this unexpected issue with Emily was throwing everything off balance.“She didn’t think much about it,” Kamsy replied, trying to keep his tone steady. “And the other day, she got attacked at school by a hooded man.”Inishola’s eyes flashed with anger. “And you are just telling me this now?” he roared, making Kamsy flinch. The intensity of his father’s fury was palpable.“Sorry, Father,” Kamsy said quickly. “I thought I could handle everything. You’re busy, and I didn’t want to involve you.”Inishola took a deep breath, trying to cal

Angelo sat in his dimly lit office, his mind consumed with thoughts of Emily. He couldn't shake the image of her being attacked, and the rage that simmered just beneath the surface threatened to boil over. He had been relentless in his search for the man responsible, and now, finally, he had him.The hooded man was bound to a chair in the middle of the room, his head hanging low. Angelo stood before him, a cold, calculating expression on his face. The man had a wild look in his eyes, a twisted smile playing at his lips as he stared back at Angelo."Who sent you to hurt Emily?" Angelo's voice was low and dangerous, filled with barely contained fury.The man laughed, a high, manic sound that echoed off the walls. "You think you scare me?" he taunted, his voice dripping with derision. "You're just a lovesick fool."Angelo's jaw tightened, but he didn't react. He had dealt with men like this before—men who thrived on fear and chaos. He knew that showing anger would only fuel the man's def

"We have to move to Europe," was the first thing Inishola said as he strode into the mansion."Again!" his sister Amy exclaimed, throwing her hands up in frustration."Yes, again," Inishola replied, his voice firm. "I got some information about a man named Victor Serkov. He's after Emily.""Why?" Kamsy asked, a frown creasing his forehead."How would I know?" Inishola snapped. "Some kid named Angelo gave me this information, and the way he sounded, he was worried.""Angelo?" Emily repeated, a smile tugging at her lips. "My Angelo?" she asked again, her heart racing at the thought of him.Kamsy stared at her, confusion written all over his face. "Yes," Inishola confirmed. "He said he loves you and can't stand to let you get hurt. So, we're all moving to Europe with him.""How can we trust him?" Kamsy argued, his voice rising. "I mean, he knows her family. He might just be doing this to get Emily back to them.""That's true, Dad," Amy mumbled with a sigh, crossing her arms.Emily nodded

The house was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the constant hum of activity that once filled it. Kelsey, Alex, and Tony sat in the living room, each lost in their own thoughts, the weight of Emily's absence hanging heavily over them. It had been months since she was taken, and the emptiness she left behind was palpable.Kelsey leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees, and his hands clasped together tightly. His face was etched with a mixture of regret and determination. He had sold Emily out of spite, but now, the guilt was eating him alive. He couldn't forgive himself for what he had done, and the thought of her being out there, possibly in danger, kept him up at night.Alex sat across from him, his jaw clenched, and his eyes fixed on the floor. He was the strategist of the family, always the one with a plan. But now, he felt helpless. Every lead they had followed had turned into a dead end, and the frustration was gnawing at him. He wanted to find Emily more than anything, t

Kelsey, Alex, and Tony stood in the empty mansion, frustration and determination etched on their faces. They regrouped in the living room, each of them thinking through their next steps.“We need to figure out where they went,” Kelsey said, his voice steady despite the tension in the room. “There has to be some clue.”Alex nodded, pacing the floor. “We should check the security footage. Maybe we can see how they left and get an idea of the direction they went.”Tony, still fuming, added, “And we need to talk to the neighbors, anyone who might have seen them leave. We can’t let them get away.”They quickly got to work, searching the mansion for any piece of information that might give them a lead. Kelsey found the security room and began reviewing the footage, scanning for any signs of movement.“There,” he said, pointing at the screen. “That’s them leaving. They took the car. Looks like they were in a hurry.”Alex peered over his shoulder. “Can you make out the license plate?”Kelsey