She surrendered to the comforting touch of his hands, drawing solace from their warmth and the kiss he placed on her forehead."I love you too," she responded, drawing closer to him. Emma's lips passionately met his in a deep embrace, but she couldn't help but notice that Lucas didn't return the intensity. Instead, he allowed her to lead the way, showing her love for him through her kiss. Once they broke apart to catch their breath, Emma grabbed her handbag and suitcase, ready to leave the room.The day before, Emma joined Ethan's personal assistant on a search for her dream apartment, determined to find a place that would keep her close to both her workplace and Lucas' apartment. After careful consideration, she selected the cozy apartment located in the heart of the bustling city.As a guard helped load her luggage into the car, with the driver Mr Ethan had sent waiting to drive off, Emma took one last look at the house and at Lucas before getting into the vehicle.Upon arriving at
Emma was seated on the couch, her gaze fixed into space while she struggled to comprehend the information she had just discovered. Her father had given away his businesses to a stranger who she and her late mother had never met or introduced to as his close friend or inheritor?And to make matters worse, this person had installed a surveillance camera in her apartment after offering her an apartment as part of the benefit of being his secretary? Emma was in shock.Closing her laptop and setting it aside, she stood up and began to pace the room, trying to piece everything together. It just didn't make sense. What was she missing? Where exactly does she need to start looking at?She walked out into the balcony, the evening breeze caressing her entire body as she closed her eyes, yet the burning urge to know more, to have a glimpse of what exactly she was digging into, to have something she could tangibly hold against Ethan seems to be a frustrating move.The more she seems to find, the l
Emma stood frozen, her breath catching in her throat like a gazelle bewildered by headlights. Another knock reverberated through the room. Was it the cleaner? A quick glance at the wall clock revealed it was nearing precisely 8:30 am. She had lost all concept of time, and the risk of being discovered had slipped her mind.She crouched under Mr. Ethan's colossal marble desk, waiting with a hand pressed to her mouth to muffle her rapid breathing. When the door remained shut and no footsteps sounded, Emma breathed a sigh of relief as she quickly returned the objects to their original positions.With care, she placed the ring back in the drawer, using the bobby pin she had previously used to secure the lock before tucking it back into her hair.Satisfied with the desk's appearance and everything back in its place, she tiptoed to the door and pressed her ear against it, listening for any signs of movement. The hallway was silent.With a quiet exhale of relief, she unlocked and gingerly clo
Emma's determination solidified as she maintained her position. "I'm positive there were two," she stated confidently, her assurance growing. She had acquired the intelligence she sought - there were no additional CCTV cameras in her residence.As she made her departure, a chilling realization dawned on her. The series of events began with the discovery of documents, then the camera, and now her father's ring. What was happening? Emma was left with more questions than answers as she exited Mr. Ethan's office, her mind racing with the possibilities of what she was about to uncover.At the end of the day, as Emma emerged from the office building, she was joined by Tina, her friendly colleague. Her voice was filled with enthusiasm and inquisitiveness."So, did Mr. Ethan really give you a car as a job perk?" Tina's words were spoken quietly, tinted with curiosity. Emma glanced at her, observing the flicker of intrigue in her eyes.Emma let out a soft laugh, with a hint of surprise. "Where
With an excited exhale, Tina proclaimed, "I know he won't. He has long awaited this opportunity. Becoming CEO has been his lifelong dream; he surely won't let it slip away."Emma nodded, her gaze fixed on the road as she drove.A pang of guilt weighed on Emma for not disclosing the truth about Trevor to Tina. If only Tina knew Emma's connection to Trevor, she might have chosen her words more carefully."I wish him success," Emma forced a smile as she turned onto Tina's estate, stopping at the gate.Tina hopped out of the car, a bright smile on her face as she leaned her elbow on the window."It was lovely talking to you and thank you for the drive," Tina beamed. Then she added eagerly, "Are you free tomorrow? We could hang out since it's the weekend, right?"Emma hesitated, her mind consumed with thoughts of Trevor and the information she had gathered from Mr. Ethan's office. "I apologize, but I will be occupied tomorrow. I will be visiting my boyfriend. Perhaps on Sunday?" she sugges
Gazing at her from the screen, Lucas hesitated briefly before abandoning his argument with a smirk, his eyes shining mischievously. "It's a pity. You'll be missing out on the delectable lasagna I prepared," he taunted, tilting the camera to reveal a steaming dish of perfection.Emma's mouth watered at the sight of the steam rising from the pot, her senses almost able to pick up the tantalizing aroma through the screen."Don't tempt me, Mr. Sinclair," Emma protested, her stomach growling in yearning.Lucas playfully stuck out his tongue, grinning making Emma laugh at his childish cute behavior. "Too bad it's all for me," he teased, leaning back on his couch.After bidding each other farewell, they promised to catch up later. Emma stretched as she got out of bed, a smile settled on her lips, knowing that Lucas was no longer mad at her and there was no issue with their relationship. It was just past 10pm when Emma stepped into the shower. The hot water washed away the stress of the prev
Upon placing the parcel on the countertop, she proceeded to dial Lucas's number, tapping her thumb impatiently as she eagerly awaited his response. After the third ring, he finally picked up."Looks like you've received my package," his usual cheery tone resonated through the conversation."Yes, what's inside?" Emma's curiosity was greatly aroused as she gazed at the parcel on the counter."Go ahead and open it, I can attest that it's not a bomb," he laughed, causing Emma to join in with a relieved chuckle. She was grateful to know that the sender was someone familiar and not a stranger with mysterious intentions."You love me too much to kill me, I'm aware," she playfully teased back, a smile lighting up her face as she placed her phone down and proceeded to open the package."I won't deny that, but I know you can't bear to be without me as well," he retorted, causing Emma to break into another laugh.Untying the ribbon, she pulled out a container of food, the irresistible aroma of l
Upon surveying their surroundings, Damien leaned closer to Emma and stated, "I do not conduct my business over regular phones. So, any information you have to convey to me through the phone, use the burner phone I provided." Emma's realization dawned on her as she observed the instrument Damien pointed to."I understand now," Emma nodded, her comprehension evident in her expression."That is why I insisted on meeting before discussing any further. I would not want to put you in danger, particularly if your phone is being monitored or if there is a concealed microphone in your residence," Damien elaborated."Now, what do you require assistance with?" Damien leaned in, his hands clasped on the table, his gaze fixed on Emma.Emma exhaled heavily, meeting Damien's gaze as she recounted all that had transpired. Damien listened attentively, occasionally interjecting with inquiries."Are you certain it was your father's ring?" Damien asked, his brow furrowing in contemplation."Yes, I am pos