Masuk“You sure know how to have your way.” Heather looked up at Scott as she buttoned her shirt. She adjusted her hair and gazed at him again. “Now spill it…And put some clothes on!”Scott walked toward the table, completely naked, as he reached for his bottle of liquor and poured it into a cup. He took a sip, then grabbed the towel draped over the chair and tied it around his waist. Leaning against the wall with his legs crossed, he circled the rim of the glass with his finger.“Hmm. You won’t like this one.”“Just say it already.” She was attentive, wondering what information he had. If Scott called her over for information, it was always worth it.“Your darling love bought an apartment.”“And?”“It’s not for him but for the corny woman. Emmaline Facer.”Heather laughed, loudly. Scott gave her a look, seeing she didn’t believe him.“Right.”“I’m serious. He bought an apartment in this area. It’s not even far from his place, and she moved in a few hours ago.”She laughed again. “Ezra isn’
“I’m glad you love the place,” Ezra said over the phone.Emma had called him after Natie left. She was already on the bed with the blanket wrapped around her body. The bed was so soft that her muscles relaxed the moment she lay on it.“I will visit Zoe soon. Tell her I love her.”“I will… but something bothers me.”“What is it?”Apart from the fact that she’d been thinking about how he ate her that evening—and also the message she got that made her restless—this was more about the nanny.“It’s about Natie.”“Ah. Do you like her? I heard from the agency that she’s the best in the game. I had to get a hold of her before anyone else did. I did a good job, didn’t I?”“You did. I’m just… worried.”“Well, talk to me. What’s on your mind that bothers you?”Emma sighed and sat up, drawing the blanket closer. “I just feel like the time range is a little short. Natie leaves by ten and comes back by six. It’s not convenient. I even tried to make her sleep in the other room today, but she said so
Emma sat in her office, staring at the message over and over again. I know your secret. She finally gathered the courage to call the number.“The number you have dialed does not exist.”She ended the call and dialed again, but it was the same female voice, the same words. What exactly did they know?Time went by with Emma deep in thought. A knock on the door startled her.“What are you still doing here? Do you know what time it is?” Susan peered her head through the doorway.Emma checked the clock on the wall. “Woah.” She stood up immediately and slipped on her shoes. “I must have been tired because of the work we did today. I got lost in time.” She looked up at Susan. “I should check on the clothes we made today before I leave.”“Don’t worry about that. I’ve done it, and we can continue tomorrow. Just rest and tell Zoella I said hi.”Emma nodded. “Thank you. Please drive home safely.”“You too.”She grabbed her bag, turned off the lights, and ran out of the office. The fresh breeze e
Emma unlocked the door to the fabric room and took a deep breath. This was one of her favorite places to be. The sight of the many beautiful fabrics could make her day. Her hand felt the heavenly texture of the fabric she had chosen for Scar’s outfit. Of course, she needed her team for this, even though it had been personally assigned to her. That was how it worked in Queen’s Company. They assigned you a project, and you found your team to work with you. It could be from any level; just make sure the result was good, because Ezra Queen hated losing money.She had chosen Floria, Gia, and Susan. Bea wanted to join to make up for the last time she had spoken to Emma disrespectfully. She had apologized, and Emma had forgiven her. If anyone joined a project and it turned out to be a success, it would also be good for them. Gia had warned Emma that letting Bea in was a bad idea, but she was used to giving people chances.“Okay team. We have checked the design and I am glad it is to your tas
Phoebe turned her head towards Emma, as they stood in front of the large mansion. "You never mentioned your friend was rich." On the ride to Susan’s home, she’d been glaring at the houses they passed by. When Emma said she had a colleague, she never imagined it was a wealthy one. “Susan doesn’t like to brag.” “Emma. Why are we at Bella’s house?” Zoe asked. "You are going to have a play date with Bella. Are you not happy?" Zoe shook her head. “No. I am not in Bella’s class anymore.” Emma rolled her eyes. She was a kid, so she should act like one. Why was having a special child so difficult? There was a difficult situation at hand, and Phoebe was unaware that Ezra wanted her to begin living on his estate so Zoe could live comfortably. "You are a kid, Zoella, so you are going to have a playdate today. Whether you like it or not." “But…” Her eyes began to well up. “I must attend to some business. Come on.” She held her hand as they walked to the door. Emma pressed the doorbell, and
Emma arrived home around 10:30 a.m., and the driver had dropped her off at Ezra's request. He could not bring them himself, which she understood, but that was not the issue. Things were becoming increasingly complicated, and Phoebe would be furious if she found out. Winter was aware of Zoe, so there was no doubt that the rest of the family would be as well. Her heart was racing as she stepped out of the car with Zoe. She thanked the driver and watched him drive away before returning her attention to her building. She would be leaving this place and moving into Ezra's estate by tomorrow. Things would not get any easier from there. “Emma. I had fun today. I think Winter likes me.” Zoe stated, but there was no response. Emma, on the other hand, was deep in thought. Zoe called her name as she tucked her pants repeatedly. "Is there something wrong?" Emma asked, looking down at her. “Why are you staring at the house? Is it because Daddy wants us to move to the new house?" Emma let out a







