Damien's response was unforeseen. He abruptly stood up, scraping the chair against the floor as he gathered his belongings. "I believe you are being paranoid, Emma," he stated sharply, his words cutting through the air. "You seek silly revenge, don't you? His son breaks up with you, broke your heart, so you go after both the father and son? I refuse to work solely on hatred towards another individual; there must be a tangible reason."As Damien made his way towards the exit, Emma felt panic surge through her. He already knew too much. She had to make him understand. She hurried after him, desperation etched on her face. She needed his help.As they walked towards where Damien had secretly parked his car, Emma's voice reverberated through the desolate parking lot, laced with frustration and pain. "My father is dead, and his company has been transferred to a stranger I barely know who unfortunately ended up being my Ex's father . And now I discover a CCTV camera in the same house where t

A loud squeal from Tina almost made Emma cringe as Tina ran towards invaka who had seen Emma "Hello, Ivanka. It has been quite some time," Tina exclaimed, eagerly rushing to hug her longtime friend.Emma forced a smile on her face as Tina proceeded to introduce her, though she knew it was completely unnecessary."Ivanka, this is Emma, my friend and Mr. Ethan's secretary. And Emma, meet Ivanka, who is my closest friend," Tina gushed, unaware of the tension between them as the two women gaze locked in a silent standoff, each daring the other to speak first.With an evil smirk playing on the corner of her lips, Ivanka casually extended her hand to Emma. But Emma couldn't suppress the urge to scoff, briefly eyeing the outstretched hand before reluctantly touching her thumb. She wasn't in a hurry to explain her reservations to Tina just yet."Oh, that's perfect. We're heading to the club later tonight. You should come along," Tina offered to Ivanka, oblivious to the tension between Emma an

Lucas retrieved his ID from his wallet and handed it over, his jaw clenched with tension. The guard examined it closely, his eyes flicking between Lucas and the ID before reluctantly nodding.As the guard stepped back to allow him through the gate, Lucas exhaled a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. His relief was palpable, the knot of anxiety in his stomach gradually unraveling.Arriving at the parking lot of the building, Lucas glanced worriedly at Emma, her peaceful slumber a stark to the chaos of the night. Gently opening the back door, he lifted her into a sitting position, her weight sagging against him as he maneuvered her out of the car.The vigilant gaze of the guard followed them as they made their way towards the lobby. Midway, Lucas paused, turning to the guard with a polite yet strained expression."Can you direct me to her apartment?" he asked, his voice hinting at urgency."Through the lobby," the guard replied.Lucas nodded in gratitude before continuing on his p

Emma nodded in tacit agreement, her heart heavy with the gravity of what had transpired. They exchanged seats, and Emma assumed control of the car, her fingers tightening around the wheel with unresolved tension as she ignited the engine and merged onto the road.At Tina's urging, they made a detour to a nearby café. The cozy ambiance did little to dissolve the tension between them as they placed their orders – a simple coffee for Tina and a cappuccino for Emma.Tina's voice quivered as she spoke of wanting to give Trevor a chance to explain. Emma listened, her doubts gnawing at her insides, but she remained silent, understanding that Tina needed to make her own decision. She only hoped it wouldn't take too much time or effort before she realized that Trevor was no good for her, someone she needed to steer clear of in order to avoid becoming a victim of his downfall.After purchasing their drinks, they continued their journey to the office. Emma glanced at her watch as they disembarke

Mr ethan turned to look at trevor. A small scoff escaped his lips, “But that can't be. You said she was a poor low-life,” Mr. Ethan shook his head, struggling to comprehend the revelation.“That's how she was when I first met her, broke and alone after losing her father. She had nothing! Working as a bar attendant” Trevor's said, a devilish smirk on his face as he looked at Emma.Emma's mouth hung open as she looked at Trevor, " W..what? I was never an attendant!!" She defended herself, but it all stood out deaf ears as Trevor and his father stared at her.Ethan exhaled as he looked at his son, “Well,She's proven herself capable, unlike the last secretary who was lazy and rude,” Mr. Ethan dismissed Trevor's outburst with a wave of his hand, focusing his attention on Emma.“Why didn't you tell me you used to date my son?” His tone was now more curious than accusatory, as if he was trying to piece together the puzzle of their complicated past.With anticipation fluttering in her chest,