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[Let's have a date.]
A text message came in out of nowhere.
At first, Emily Greyson just ignored it yet right after the next second, another text message came in from the same number.
[Are you free?]
Then another...
[Can I talk to you privately?]
[Tonight...]
[Right now!]
Her cellphone chimed and vibrated restlessly with the haughty text messages she received.
Emily was not happy with this sender anymore.
Her heart was still bursting with anger due to her father's shameless words earlier.
Her anger was suffocating causing her difficulty in breathing.
Unstoppably, her nerves were trembling and her heart was full of hatred and rage.
She wanted to punch someone again and again to bend it.
Someone like her shameless dad!
Staring at her phone screen, she replied with overwhelming irritation.
Her eyes were fierce staring at her phone screen thinking the crazy sender.
[I don't date someone with a small p*nis, an impotent and very lousy in bed! Get lost and f*ck yourself! Stop bothering me, you jerk!]
This arrogant jerk must be taught a lesson!
Of all the people in this world, she had no room for a psycho who just wanted to make fun of her number.
Just not for tonight...
Based on the messages she received, the sender was too aggressive and full of himself.
It must be a random crazy idle man out there because only a few people knew her mobile number.
One is the manager of the club where she is working, and the second person is Brian Xavier whom she considers her best friend.
He has been her neighbor ever since her childhood days and eventually, he transferred to her school just recently to be with her.
Even his parents didn’t know that they were schoolmates now.
The last one is her favorite teacher, Mr. Chris Stanley.
Unexpectedly… her shameless father whom she didn't want to see anymore!
Just now he called to sell her mother's house.
When she was kicked out of her own house, she cut her old number and threw it into a trash bin.
It was a wise decision she made so she could move on from the past and erase those people who brought pain to her life.
Those people were insignificant!
But... after 5 f*cking years, she heard him again.
All Emily could think of was that her shameless father asked Brian's mother to get her number.
In the end, Mrs. Xavier tricked her son and got her number secretly.
Because Brian knew her situation and her bitter relationship with her father, there was no way he would betray her.
But then her shameless father would do all means to get what he wanted.
That just meant he could find her place and school eventually.
Thinking about this, Emily’s body shivered in fright.
Definitely, her father would force her to sign the documents.
Knowing how shameless he was, Emily was sure that he would do all means to get what he wanted from her.
No way!
There is no f*cking way!
Emily felt she badly needed to hide from him.
He should not know where she lives and where she is studying but then Brian could not hide all her information forever.
She needed to do something...
After she sent her reply and released a bit of her anger to the crazy texter, Emily felt a little relief.
She breathed in and breathed out slowly and she did again and again to stabilize her emotions.
Just when she thought that the unknown sender of the text would not bother her anymore, her phone rang and at this time, it was a call from the crazy jerk.
Emily couldn’t believe it as she frowned deeply and sneered hating the unknown person.
Her grip tightened on her phone.
She was completely ready to release her wrath over this arrogant jerk but when she slid the call accept button….
"Wanna try me to prove it?" Suddenly, a magnetic sexy voice sounded carrying a teasing classy tone.
Emily suddenly felt all her veins twitch.
Instantly, her ears were burning with the man’s lustful words.
Her mind suddenly became idle and her skin hair stiffened in the air.
Her heart was pumping so fast.
This man is not just arrogant but also a psycho!
Dirty!
A pervert!
Fear suddenly enveloped her.
She became vigilant in her surroundings as she subconsciously looked around full of suspicion in the place.
When she finally felt that no one was following or watching her, she heaved a big sigh of relief.
After breathing furiously, she was about to scold him but… he hung up.
“Grrr!” With face flustered in disgust and anger, she immediately released her irritation in the air.
Feeling so agitated, she got her phone, cribbled the keypads then smirked mockingly.
Her bad mood tonight would never allow this jerk to just get out of the hook easily.
He should regret choosing her tonight as a target.
[If you are too good in bed, you will never boast to some random girl like me unless you are just seeking some attention. It just proves that your words were the opposite. If I were you, I’d be contented with my cutie patootie. It will help you gain more confidence though… Pervert!]
After she sent this message, she immediately blocked the pervert’s number.
Out of impulse, she then strongly kicked a tin can on the street feeling a bit relieved.
She could not imagine how angry the pervert’s man was now because of her provoking message.
Actually, she was giving him his own dose of medicine!
The sound of the tin can smashing on a metal post created a disturbing sound.
She quickly crossed the street to avoid her being caught by the night patrollers.
Emily heaved a sigh continuously walking to the bus station.
Until…
A sports car suddenly stopped in front of her blocking her way.
The car was a limited Bugatti La Voiture Noire.
She just saw it coincidentally the other day in a newspaper with another bus passenger beside her reading the article.
She just glanced at it for a while but never expected to see this cool car up close.
After being stunned for a while, she frowned.
Even though the driver had the most expensive car in the world, this driver had no right to block her way just like that.
No one owned the world and she believed it was still free for everybody including the poor ones.
Why did the driver stop in front of her when the side street was so wide?
Is the driver drunk?
Then he should not drive or he will be putting someone in danger!
'What a lucky night to be surrounded by different crazy people!'
She thought as she rolled her eyes.
Emily was not in the mood and was too full tonight.
She didn't want to fight with the driver and be pissed again and again with different people in one night.
So, she decided to avoid this crazy driver and went to walk in a different direction but the car's window suddenly rolled down and the driver's face suddenly appeared right in front of her eyes.
Emily jerked up and at this time, it was for a different reason.
Her eyes widened and went round and rounder.
They then sparked excitedly.
An overwhelming amusement was shown in her expression.
Her jaw dropped and her mouth went wide open.
"Wow!!!"
She exclaimed openly in the air.
It was the only word she could utter as she was shocked and speechless.
Emily could not hide her excitement.
The driver….
He is the only man she admired for a long time.
He is the only man who helped her survive every day...
He is the only man who made her happy...
He is the only man who she secretly loves from afar.
The handsome man in front of her was none other than...
The superstar...
Her darling superstar...
Charles Adam!
Charles Adam looked like a Greek god with his great physique.
He was tall, had broad reliable shoulders, delicate fair skin, a tall pointed nose, luscious lips that were so tempting, mysterious eyes, and had perfectly sharp jawline.
Plus, his extraordinary elegance made him appear gorgeous and dignified.
With his perfect features, one could easily say that he is God’s perfect creation.
Others say Charles is God’s favorite human being because he had everything!
His beautiful eyes carried a deep mystery that no one could see through.
Though he is famous and everyone’s eyes are watching him, his private life remains confidential.
Some paparazzi tried to break this wall but at the end of the day, they all failed.
Charles remained undisturbed with his fame because he was naturally born with a golden spoon.
Emily blinked her eyes repeatedly just to make sure that she was seeing the real thing!
Then she pinched her arms repeatedly to make sure that she was not dreaming!
“Ouch!”
It hurts!
But…
She still could not believe it at all!
Emily did everything to make sure she was still alive or maybe she died earlier in an accident and now, she was already in heaven!
And Charles is the angel!
'Gosh!'
She quickly shook her head to get rid of her weird thoughts.
Still shocked and rooted in her spot, her eyes blinked repeatedly still trying to figure out if he was real or not.
Emily could not even utter a word and her eyes were fixated on him, afraid that the beautiful man's face would disappear in a blink.
'Gosh!'
'If you are just a dream, please stay longer with me!'
Though she knew that she was gone paranoia, still she deeply hoped in her heart giggling secretly.
Snapping out her senses, she thought maybe she was just being delusional.
She was so too loaded today because of two different people who tried to ruin her day.
Tired and emotionally exhausted, she could only think of Charles to ease her.
His name and gorgeous image in her mind were giving her an extra energy booster whenever she badly needed it.
Thinking of Charles, she smiled sweetly unbothered by the presence of a man in front of her.
Emily's eyes were lovely sparkling in amusement until the man raised his hand and moved his slender index finger signaling her to come closer.
If she was caught in a dream with him, she didn’t want to wake up but the situation seemed to be different.
She shook her head trying to snap back to all her senses but then the man's face didn't fade.
She seemed not dreaming at all!
Charles looked handsomely.
His eyes were void of any expression.
Subconsciously, her feet moved forward.
She was also stunned with herself but then again, who would miss this rare opportunity?
The superstar is in front of her!
True or not...
Real or illusion...
The man whom all the girls wanted to see up close but only a few were lucky to meet him in person.
Now, she thought her night was a total disaster but it was actually her luckiest night!
Emily walked closer to the car then suddenly the car's door opened.
She looked at the handsome man in a trance.
Charles's head tilted inviting her to enter inside.
Without any hesitation, she entered.
Then Charles smirked meaningfully.
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
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