Chapter 4
Emelia's Pov “Where have I been? Mom, you must have heard about what happened and your first question is where I have been?” I met her eyes, ignoring the sharp sting on the side of my face. I glanced at Nora who stood behind my brother's, I didn't notice before but she had a bandage around her arm. I couldn't help but scoff. A day before my brother sent me to the mental hospital, Nora had accused me of pushing her down the stairs, but she was actually the one who fell. The nanny of the house could attest to it, however, she didn't like me and was sucking up to Nora, of course she wouldn't say the truth. Due to Nora's words and the nanny's confirmation, they had concluded that I was crazy. “How dare you speak to me like that?! You might have been so uncultured that you dared do anything you wanted in that stinky run down orphanage that you stayed in, but that doesn't mean you can behave like that in this house! You aren't fit to be my daughter!” My mother yelled at me. “Ha… Ha… What was I even expecting?” I mumbled under my breath, raising my head to stare at the chandeliers above me. I was so starved for love in my last life that I never cared about my dignity, I just wanted them to treat me as family, but not anymore. “Well, since you don't want me as your daughter, and neither do I want to be a part of this family, why don't you forget that I was even here in the first place? After all, we don't get along.” I crossed my arms, staring at all of them in the eyes. Shock crossed their faces especially Nora, she looked like she didn't believe it. “You… What are you talking about? You never wanted to be here? Ha… Are you trying to play hard to get?” Jeremy scoffed, looking away. I shook my head, “I won't lie, I actually thought that since I found my real family, I would be treated like a person, and I would be loved but it turns out, my family is actually worse than trash.” “You…” Liam started but I cut him off. “At least at the orphanage, I had lots to eat, I never went hungry, I never had people scheming against me, I never had people tell me I was crazy or try to send me to a mental hospital. And do you know the worst part about being sent to a mental hospital, it wasn't the fact that I was sent there, it's the fact that the Director of the hospital was a serial rapist who had gotten charges that mysteriously disappeared! You had intentionally sent me to that place while knowing all of these! Were you hoping that I would have gotten raped by him?!” The room fell into a stunned silence. I watched as their faces paled, especially my mother’s. Her eyes widened, her lips parting slightly as if she wanted to deny it, but she said nothing. She couldn’t, because it was true. They had known about the director’s reputation but they had chosen to blindly follow Nora's words. Liam looked away, jaw clenched, while Jeremy’s face twisted into a grimace, his usual arrogance faltering. Nora stood frozen for a moment before she did what she did best, she played the white lotus. Her shoulders trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes as she clutched her bandaged arm, “S… Sister, I never wanted things to be like this. I… I didn’t know…” She sniffled, looking around as if searching for someone to save her, “I just… I just wanted you to be well and…” I burst out laughing. I really couldn't help it, this was too ridiculous. The same woman who had branded my face with hot iron now wanted to pretend she cared about family?** “Wow, you really are something, Nora.” I mused, shaking my head, “Are you about to run away now? Just like you always do after you’ve played your part?” Nora bit her lip, her gaze flickering between me and the others. She looked torn, as if she wanted to stay and defend herself, but also knew she couldn’t. “I… I should go.” She whispered, voice shaking, “Maybe I really am a burden to this family. Maybe it’s better if I leave…” She turned as if to walk away. “Wait, you don't have to leave, this is your home after all.” I called, my voice smooth and laced with amusement, “But, I actually have something for you.” Nora stiffened. Slowly, she turned back around, the corner of her eyes red, “What do you mean?” I smirked and held her wrists, rushing to the top of the stairs, dragging her along with me. Once we got there, she still looked a bit confused. “Emelia… What are we doing here?” “To watch the view.” I said sarcastically , turning her around so she could face the family who looked confused, “Tell me, what do you think we are doing here? Don't you remember, this is where you fell a few days ago, I want to help you recreate that memory.” Nora's eyes widened in horror, “E… Emelia.” Her body tensed under my grip, and she tried to yank her hands away, “W… What are you talking about? Emelia, let go of me!” I leaned in, lowering my voice so only she could hear, “Scared, Nora? You should be.” I shifted my lips away from her ears, “Since I was accused of pushing Nora down the stairs when I clearly didn't, how about I do it now? As a repayment for what I went through at the hands of that hospital director, hm?” With that, I shoved her. A startled scream tore from her throat as she stumbled backward, her feet catching the edge of the step. For a split second, her wide, horrified eyes locked onto mine, before she tumbled. Her body twisted as she rolled down the staircase. She crashed against the last few steps, her body limp when she finally stopped at the bottom. “Emelia, are you crazy?! Do you want to go to jail?!” Liam yelled as they all rushed towards Nora who was whimpering in pain. The staircase wasn't even that high. I laughed as I stepped down. “The police? Go ahead, call them. But remember, I'm crazy, you wouldn't want news to get out that the eldest daughter of the RedFields is actually crazy?” “You evil child, leave this place! Leave this place now!” Amelia RedField pointed at the door, her fingers shaking. “You don't need to tell me that. However, before I leave, I'll tell you one last thing. From now on, I'll have nothing to do with you, we are cutting ties, just take it that you don't have a daughter outside. I also won't bother you but if any of you tries to do anything with me, I won't let you off!” Without another word, I turned around and left the house. After I left the house, I sat on one of the benches at the entrance of the estate, fiddling with the phone in my hand. Kaidon will be willing to help me, right? I dialed his number, it took only one ring for him to pick up. “Brother Kai, help me.” I intentionally made my voice softer and more pitiful. “Little troublemaker, what did you do now?” “I… The RedFields asked me to leave the house. I have no place to stay now. Let me stay with you, okay?”Emelia’s PovThe crowd hushed, the whispers dying abruptly. Nuella’s smirk wavered, her nails digging into her palm as she forced out a laugh, brittle and high-pitched, “You talk well for a fake.”Her laughter echoed, but this time, fewer people followed.I stood tall, arms crossing once more, my eyes locked on hers without a hint of hesitation, “And you talk too much for someone who’s already lost.”Nuella clenched her fists, her eyes spewing fire at me, and then, “She’s a fake!” Nuella declared, her finger stabbing through the air at me, “This girl standing here, she’s not the real ELLA.”The words cracked like a whip across the grand hall.Gasps erupted. Heads turned. The murmurs began instantly, spreading like fire in dry grass.“She’s really not the real one?” “But how does Nuella know?” “Shouldn't we wait for the hosts to come here before we start throwing around accusations?” Nuella’s eyes gleamed with cruel triumph as she went on, her voice carrying perfectly over the grow
Emelia’s PovNuella Hale was someone I didn't think I'd have the chance to meet in my lifetime. She was from one of the richest families in all of Capital City and held a prestigious title, however, she could never match up to me in terms of programming, so she declared herself my rival.I at least thought that our meeting could be pleasant, but unfortunately, that's not meant to happen.I tilted my chin, letting my words fall deliberately, “Do you really think presence is proven by how loud one can bark? Do you think brilliance shines because you scream it in everyone’s face?” I took another step closer, the distance between us crackling with tension, “No. True presence is quiet. Unshakable. It doesn’t need to announce itself.”I let my gaze sweep over the crowd, holding their eyes one by one before landing back on her, “And as for not belonging here, my name card is written in gold ink on the chair you tried to steal. My invitation was sealed and delivered. My work has already shape
Emelia’s Pov I turned slowly, my gaze cutting to my guide. His voice was smooth, almost too composed, but there was something in the way he asked that set my teeth on edge.I let out a sharp laugh, cold and humorless, “Why?” I repeated, my tone dripping with disdain, “Because I’m not stupid.”The crowd went still.I took a step closer, my eyes narrowing at both him and the trembling girl, “Do I look like someone who can’t tell right from wrong? Do I look blind to the fact that something about this entire scene stinks? Don’t insult me by expecting me to swallow that pathetic excuse.”The girl’s head hung lower, but her knuckles whitened at her sides. Still, she muttered the same thing, voice weak but stubborn, “I… I was just jealous. That’s all.”Her insistence was almost laughable.I studied her in silence, then let my arms drop, smoothing out my dress, “Fine.” I said flatly, my voice carrying enough weight to make her flinch again, “Keep your excuses if that’s what helps you sleep a
Emelia’s Pov The girl’s lips trembled. She tried to stammer, “N-no, you…”I cut her off, stepping forward, the click of my heels sharp against the marble, “No? Then explain why, after you bumped into me, I reached out to help you, and you screamed like I’d set you on fire. Explain that to everyone watching right now.”Her face paled, the act cracking under the weight of my words.I crossed my arms, keeping my gaze locked on her trembling form, “What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue? Or is it just hard to keep your lies straight when the truth is staring you in the face?”The whispers changed again, shifting, muttering.“If you wanted attention, you should’ve chosen another target.” I said coldly, my words slicing through her fake sobs, “Because I’m not someone you can frame so easily.”The girl’s mouth opened, but nothing came out. I stared at her for a moment, confused as to who she even was and why she wanted to frame me in the first place. I've never met her before and I'm confid
Emelia’s Pov Liora’s satisfied smile reflected right back at me, “Oh, it’s you.” She said confidently, dusting her palms together as if she’d just completed a masterpiece, “This is the version the world deserves to see.”Before I could argue, she clapped her hands sharply, and one of the assistants swept forward to pull me up from the chair, “Come on. He’s waiting downstairs.”“He?” I repeated weakly, but they were already ushering me toward the door.By the time I reached the bottom of the stairs, my pulse had quickened into something both terrifying and thrilling. Kaidon stood near the entrance, already dressed, looking devastatingly sharp in a tailored black suit. The cut hugged his shoulders and chest perfectly, his tie neat, his hair brushed back in sleek control.“Kaidon.” I called softly.He turned.The moment his eyes landed on me, his steps faltered. For a long, unguarded moment, he simply stared, his usually quick tongue stilled. His eyes widened, flicking over me in silent
Emelia’s Pov I puffed out my chest dramatically, trying to look dignified despite the heat still rising to my cheeks, “Fine. I’ll reluctantly agree to take the money.” I even tilted my chin up for effect.Kaidon’s grin stretched wider, the streetlight catching the edges of his teeth, “That’s my girl.” He murmured, giving my fingers a squeeze, “We’ll talk about the details when we get home. For now…” His voice dipped low, full of playful promise, “Let’s just have some fun.”“Fun?” I echoed, one brow arched.“Yes, Emelia.” He said with mock exasperation, tugging me forward again, “Fun. You know, that thing you’re allowed to have before you stress about parties and investors.”I rolled my eyes but let him drag me along anyway, “You’re such a child.” “Whatever you call me, Emelia. I accept it.” I huffed but couldn’t fight the smile tugging at my lips as we slipped deeper into Capital City’s neon heart. Kaidon steered me toward a line of food stalls glowing in red and gold, the scent of