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Jacob’s expression darkened, his grip tightening as he growled, “Emma, have you forgotten who cut off your hand? Who took pity on you and gave you a place to stay? Who paid for your prosthetic?” Emma’s right hand was now a fully functional prosthetic. It was Jacob who had spent a fortune getting it for her. He was also the one who took her in after Justin had thrown her out. But what did any of that have to do with what she just said? Why was he so angry? She wanted to crack open his skull and see if it was filled with anything other than garbage. If she had any other option, she never would have turned to Jacob. With his intelligence, how could he possibly compete with Justin? “Justin publicly admitted he has a son! He legalized and notarized the will stating that your grandfather’s shares would go to his great-grandson!” Emma shouted, her voice filled with rage. What?! Jacob instantly let go of her chin, his expression darkening as the weight of the situat

When Justin received Alex’s call, he glanced at his watch, estimating their arrival time. Without hesitation, he made his way downstairs to personally wait for them at the front entrance. But instead of Chase and Alex, he was met with someone he least wanted to see—Emma. “Justin, did you know I was coming? Is that why you’re waiting for me here?” Her voice rang out before she even got close, full of excitement. Wearing high heels, she picked up her pace, practically jogging toward him. She had completely erased from memory how, not long ago, Justin had gripped her throat and interrogated her. She had also conveniently forgotten how she had lost her right hand. Or rather, she was deliberately suppressing her emotions. No matter the time or place, she was always careful to maintain the image she had crafted for herself. As she neared him, Justin’s expression darkened with disgust. His brows furrowed slightly, and he instinctively stepped aside, ensuring they wouldn’t ma

Emma’s fingerprints and access permissions hadn’t been revoked. Inside the office, she methodically packed her belongings into cardboard boxes. She didn’t even glance at the useless files and materials. She just left them behind without a second thought. One box contained her personal items, while the other held office supplies that were still new and usable, including USB drives and other accessories. Once she was nearly finished, she was about to step out for a moment when someone knocked and entered. “Miss Xander.” The voice belonged to a former subordinate who used to flatter her. “It’s really you? I just got back from a work trip and heard that you came in today… and that you brought your twin sons to see the CEO.” The woman’s tone turned playful. “Or should I be calling you Mrs. Yates now?” Twin sons? Emily gave birth to twins for Justin? And they even came to the company? Emma clenched her fists tightly, rage boiling inside her. But on the surface,

“It’s already afternoon, and you haven’t eaten yet. If word gets out, people might start saying RC Corporation mistreats its employees.” Emma glanced at the time. “The cafeteria should still have food. Go grab something to eat.” “I’m fine. Skipping one meal won’t hurt. Besides, everyone else is on break. Someone has to stay in the office and keep watch.” “I’ll keep watch for you. Just go eat—don’t make me worry,” Emma coaxed. Then, with a teasing lilt in her voice, she added, “You don’t want to be too tired to… perform, do you?” Her words carried a double meaning.“You know what I mean, don’t you?”“I do!” Tom blurted out. He understood perfectly. She was telling him to conserve his energy—for her. “Good. Now go. And make sure you eat well—you’ll need your strength.”“I can’t. I have to stay here. The confidential files are in this office. I can’t leave them unattended.” “What’s there to worry about when I’m here watching them?” Emma suddenly became more assertiv

Justin’s gaze dropped to the man’s outstretched hand. He didn’t move to shake it. Instead, his expression remained cold and distant as he said flatly, “Move.” The man’s lackey immediately bristled. “Our boss is giving you respect by offering a handshake, and you’re acting all high and mighty? Who the hell do you think you are?” He lunged forward, ready to throw a punch and teach Justin a lesson. But before he could get close, William stepped in, blocking his path with a single step. If the other side dared to make a move, he wouldn’t hesitate to strike back. Behind Justin, the project leader clutched the documents tightly and instinctively shrank behind him. They had only come with three people—Justin, William, and himself—while the opposing team had over a dozen men. If a fight broke out, they would be at a clear disadvantage. Even if security intervened in time, RC Corporation would still end up as the humiliated party in front of all these competitors. The