LOGINEmily worked part-time in the most elite bar in the city.
They called it, The Octagon.
This was the only work that she could have in the evening since she was too busy at school in the morning.
After her day classes, she changed her clothes from her school uniform to her club attendant uniform.
She changed to a black mini-short dress paired with a red scarf tied neatly around her white long neck.
She had a small rectangular gold-plated nameplate attached to the left side of her mini dress.
Her name was written in bold and big letters along with a few small ordinary letters.
[I’m EMILY at your service.]
Her hair was neatly formed into a bun.
She also wore a black net stocking and black high heels.
The mini dress perfectly embraced her curves.
Her makeup was not too thick nor too little.
Red lipstick is a must!
She needed to be always presentable and have a good rapport with the customers.
Those were the golden rules in her kind of work!
The club she was working was the most high-end in the city and only the elite members of the city could enter the club.
It was located on the highest rooftop of the V International Hotel in the heart of the city.
It had the most amazing city view at night made with floor-to-ceiling glass walls.
It offered VIP private rooms for different special functions.
Also, it has a huge dance floor in the middle where people who want to have fun could be free.
All VIP rooms have visible access to the dance floor through a glass wall.
It was a decent club and Emily’s work is primarily inside the VIP rooms.
Emily and her partnered attendant would serve in any assigned room for the night.
Then, using her earpiece, she would transmit all the orders, and waiters would take them in.
After, Emily and her partner would start to pour liquor into their glasses, serve food to their plates, or prepare the billiard table for a round game or the dart or any board games.
They would do decent errands too except for the indecent proposal which is very rampant in this kind of job.
In some confidential cases, some guests will let them wait outside and some, they let them stay inside standing like a statue in the corner doing nothing.
For some guests, they were like beautiful wall decorations!
All attendants there were of high quality to be employed in this high-end club.
Emily was just so lucky that she was a natural head-turner.
Her face was angelic.
Her eyes were the purest.
The lips were cherry red even without lipsticks.
Effortlessly, they looked so kissable and sweet.
Her skin was flawless like porcelain.
Her tall nose accentuates her innocent face yet sophisticated without her doing something.
Her body was naturally proportioned perfectly.
With rounded ass, long legs, healthy breasts, and a slender waist fully complimented each other.
No one could say NO to her in this kind of job nor she didn't need to answer the long interview and undergo multiple screenings.
In just one look at her, the manager exclaimed quickly, "You're hired!"
But as the saying goes, you can't have everything!
Emily had no family...
No home...
Afraid of the future...
She had a struggling life.
She needed to work and maintain her high grades at school at the same time.
But still, she was lucky to be accepted into the most prestigious school in the city.
With full determination, she passed the screening test and became one of the scholars of the school.
She could not let her mother down.
Her goal is to find a good job with a high-paying salary so she can finally face her shameless father and oust the wicked strangers living in her house.
She wanted to see in the eyes of her father what he lost for choosing those strangers over her.
5 more months…
Another 5 months and she would graduate from a prestigious school.
Emily could not wait any longer.
She could already see herself on a stage wearing her graduation gown.
If only she could fast-track the time!
However, she needed to wait patiently.
She had survived the last 5 years sustaining herself, she believed she was very near to her goal.
Patience is a virtue...
Perseverance will bear the fruit she longed to obtain...
'Focus Emily...'
'Focus...'
Those were her pearls of wisdom that kept repeating in her mind whenever loneliness and despair hit her.
"You have to come back and sign the documents to sell this fucking house! Otherwise..." Emily was quickly snapped back to her senses by her father’s impatient voice.
He screamed angrily like he wanted to murder her through his loud voice.
"Otherwise, what?!"Emily refuted hatefully. “I am already an adult dad and I know my rights. I will not sell my grandma’s house!” She could not hold herself to disrespecting his shameless father because, for a long time, she was held hostage by her father using her mom.
Now, what else he could do?
Who else he could use to blackmail her?
“Huh… I can see that you are acting high and mighty now, huh? Who do you think you are?!” His father’s voice was mocking.
Emily clenched her fists too tight and gritted her teeth.
After 5 long years, her father didn’t change even a single bit.
He was still the pathetic father she hated the most.
“I am the daughter of your deceased wife.” She answered out of despair along with her silent tears uncontrollably falling.
For a while, her dad was silent.
“Emi…” Then he called her with a sentimental tone.
She was just a kid when her father used to call her that way.
Her father’s voice used to melt her heart whenever he called her that way but at the moment, Emily felt nothing but disgust. “Come home, Emi. Let’s talk calmly. Okay? I miss you.” Her dad continued using the same tone.
“I can’t! My home was a long time gone when Mom died.” Emily answered and sobbed in silence.
The house was under Emily's name signed by her late grandmother and was attested and notarized in her will.
It seemed that her grandmother had foreseen that this would happen in the future.
When her grandmother was alive, she never liked the husband of her daughter and that was Emily's father.
To make sure that Emily would not be left penniless and homeless, her loving grandma intentionally put the house under Emily's name.
Now, her father was angrily barking at her because they could not sell the house whenever he wanted.
Emily would never sell it!
"It’s because of your mother’s illness that my money drained. So, you must cooperate! I'm your father and I have the final say! Emily, you became so disrespectful that heaven will punish you and put you in hell! I am not asking you now! As your father, you should obey me and I say we sell the house! Do you understand?!" Shortly, the sweet tone became a hateful scream again brassier over the phone.
He was like going to have a heart attack.
Obviously, his dad could not hold pretending to be sentimental when he was not.
She expected it anyway.
"Correction Dad, It's my mom's money." Clenching her fists too tight, Emily replied trembling in anger.
She was not afraid of him anymore.
She knew that no words from her father were true.
Out of guilt, her mother’s physician told her everything.
Her father requested to stop her mother’s treatment for the reason that he could not sustain the expenses anymore.
Emily knew that was a lame excuse from her father.
Her mom's company was doing great at that time.
Her father just didn't want to waste a single penny for her sick mother because he wanted to give a lavish lifestyle to Claudette and Nichole.
But then... he was shamelessly using her mom's fortune!
When she was about to hang up, her father's raging voice came in quickly, “I will find you and I will make sure you will sign those fucking documents! I will punish you! You ungrateful child!” He roared furiously like it could break Emily’s ear canal.
"Over my dead body!!!" Just thinking how her mom and she went through hardships because of them, she could not control her rage as she replied growling.
Emily didn’t waste a single second and put an end to her father’s call.
Her eyeballs shivered and became moist while her lips were shaking silently.
She could not believe how his father had become so shameless like this.
Her father’s shouting seemed to stay around the corners.
In the dark surroundings, Emily could still hear his fuming voice.
“I will find you!”
“I will make sure you sign the documents!”
“I will punish you for being an ungrateful child!”
Frightened, Emily quickly covered her ears with her palms as she ducked a little.
Then shivered tremendously.
She didn’t want to hear his father’s abusive words again.
Not anymore….
Just when her phone, chimed and vibrated in her pocket.
She thought it was her shameless father again using another means to contact her.
Irately, she got her phone and planned to block his number.
With that, he could not disturb her anymore but…
It was not her father.
Shockingly, it was him. …
The perverted man is him…
Her Charles Adam!
Emily turned away from the glass.She did not pause.She did not look back.If she did, she knew she would not have the strength to leave.Her footsteps were quiet against the polished hospital floor as she walked past Nancy.Nancy was standing a few steps away, arms folded, her lips curved in a slow, satisfied smile. The expression of someone who had already won.Emily did not acknowledge it.She simply kept walking.But inside, her chest felt like it was being torn apart.It was not only Charles.It was everything.Her future.Her graduation.Her friend Lizzy.Her cat that always waited for her by the door.Justin.The one person who had was the man version of her.The decision had come too suddenly. Too abrupt. She had been thinking of ways to escape the prison cell, ways to clear her name, ways to survive.But she had never imagined Nancy would appear.Never imagined her offer. Her signature for her freedom.Emily tightened her grip on the folder in her hands.The divorce papers f
The words settled heavily between them.It sounded simple.Divorce.Freedom or a cell.But what about her graduation? Her future?Nancy folded her arms, her patience thinning. “This offer will not come again. I do not have time to wait. Leave it or sign it, the choice is yours! ”“You have no one to help you out, Emily,” Nancy continued smoothly, her voice coated in sugar and poison. “And by the way, I heard the old man has no intention of letting you attend your graduation. This entire incident?” She gestured vaguely to the cell. “A setup. Just to keep you here. Quiet. Out of sight. Until Warren returns and marries you off as planned.”She leaned closer to the bars, lowering her voice to a near whisper.“Poor Emily.”There was no sympathy in her eyes.“You see, it has always been about his grandsons. Always. You were never anything more than a servant wearing the Adam name until it suited them to take it back.” Her lips curved into a satisfied smirk. “A slave to the Adam family until
The officer shifted a file in his hands. “We understand your statement. However, a pregnant woman fell, was injured, and her account, supported by witnesses and video footage taken by other students, has been filed as a formal complaint. Under the law, Ms. Greyson, this is considered a serious offense.”Emily’s chest tightened. “Serious? You… you’re saying I could go to jail? For this?”The officer nodded, his tone clinical, devoid of pity. “Yes. At this stage, you are being held on suspicion. You will remain in custody until bail is set and until the investigation is concluded. You are legally obligated to appear for all proceedings. Failure to do so will be considered contempt of court.”Her knees felt weak. “But… I didn’t do anything! I am not a criminal!” Her voice cracked, tears forming at the edge of her eyes. “This was a setup. Someone… someone planned this!”The officer glanced at his partner. “Ms. Greyson, you have every right to claim innocence. But the law treats complaints
But Claudette noticed.She stepped forward and, without warning, slapped Emily across the face.The sound cracked through the courtyard.Gasps followed.“How dare you speak like that!” Claudette shrieked. “You’re jealous of your own sister! You forced us out of your mother’s house when we had nowhere to go! I begged you. I knelt in front of you! But you were cruel. You shut the door on us and let us sleep in the streets!”She turned dramatically toward the growing crowd.“And do you know what happened next?” she demanded, her voice breaking perfectly on cue. “Because of Emily’s cruelty, Nichole was abused! That baby she’s carrying is the result of that abuse. All because Emily let us sleep outside like dogs!”The courtyard erupted into whispers.“That’s horrible…”“How can someone be that heartless?”“She looks so innocent though.”“I guess looks can be deceiving.”Each comment sliced deeper than the last.Emily struggled to breathe.Not because she believed them.But because she coul
For a brief moment, even the air seemed to freeze.Butler Frank did not move. Only his eyes shifted slightly toward the Old Master.Old Master Frederick looked at Emily as though she had committed an unforgivable offense.“Set you free?” he repeated slowly.There was no anger in his voice.That was far more unsettling.A dangerous calm settled over him, the kind that precedes something irreversible.“You speak as if you were dragged here in chains,” he said, striking his gold cane sharply against the marble floor. The crack echoed through the hall. “No one forced you. You signed the agreement of your own free will. You accepted every condition with full awareness. Do not stand there and pretend you are some helpless victim.”He struck the cane again, harder this time. The sound rang louder, heavy with restrained fury.Emily’s chest tightened.The Old Master gave a subtle nod.Butler Frank moved immediately. He stepped forward and handed Emily a black envelope before returning to his o
Emily stayed on the bench, her body still but her senses sharp.Every time headlights turned into the hospital driveway, her heart jumped. She straightened, scanning each car carefully. White sedans. Ambulances. A delivery van. None of them familiar.She memorized Nancy’s luxury car. Carlos’s dark SUV. She knew their shapes now. The shine of their paint. The way their tinted windows reflected the lights.Each time a black car slowed near the entrance, her breath caught.But when she leaned forward, squinting through the dim glow inside, no silhouette matched Nancy’s elegant posture or Carlos’s rigid frame.Nancy was not leaving.The thought stung more than the cold.Of course, she would stay. She was inside. By his bedside. Probably holding his hand. Probably speaking softly to him. Telling everyone she was the devoted fiancée.Emily’s fingers tightened around the edge of the bench.Jealousy crept in quietly, then spread like ink in water.As the woman he saved, she wanted to be there
Back at the estate, Lizzy was humming softly to herself, sweeping dried petals away from the marble steps near the garden. A cool breeze fluttered the leaves, and the air smelled faintly of roses.Then…meow...meow…meow…A blur of white darted across the stone path. Lizzy turned sharply, her broom c
Warren was rolled away with his private medical team, leaving Old Master Frederick inside the room.Nancy leaned closer to Charles with glowing eyes, still brimming with the sweetness of Warren’s final vow. “He’s so brave, don’t you think? And so sweet. I still couldn’t believe that Warren would pr
“BOOoom!!!”The door didn’t open… it detonated.With a sharp crack and a gust of dust, it flew inward, splintering at the hinges, slamming into the wall like a final judgment. The three men surrounding Emily barely had time to turn before chaos erupted.Charles was the first through.Behind him, a
The air was still, thick. And there, as if sculpted in silence, stood Charles.He was leaning back against the wall beside the door, arms folded over his chest. His gaze wasn’t impatient. It wasn’t soft. It just watched—quietly, deeply—like he already knew.She paused.Her breath came in a sharp dr







