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Emily’s Poesia Eleganza specialized in cosmetics, and the Poesia Eleganza brand had succeeded in making a name for itself. Three years ago, she was just a promoter giving out flyers on the street. One time, she scratched Darryl's car by accident, but instead of leaving, she waited an entire night for Darryl to return. On that occasion, Darryl felt that she was a person of good character and gave her 300,000 bucks to start a business. Time passed in the blink of an eye and it was already five years since the incident. Emily opened the box, the inside of which contained a scroll.

I knew Emily wouldn't give up unless she achieved her aim, and I cannot wait to see what she had under her sleeve. "You are so proud, Lexi. There's a saying that money changes personality. I didn't know how true that is until I saw you today. The pathetic, ugly, and desperate leech from years ago is pretending to be a woman of dignity when she had sold that years ago to my brother," Emily started, and I couldn't help but be impressed by her skill even though I hated that I was. Just when I thought she had nothing to say again. How did she think of this?

Although they used different methods, they managed his unruly children effortlessly. The boys finished their dinner first, and Emily helped them clean up. They chose to have their jelly in the living room because their favourite cartoon was airing soon, and Emily allowed it. Without the disturbances, Ms Gwayne looked at the two handsome men and started the interrogation. If she wanted to ensure that this man was going to be worthy of Emily, she wanted to know everything. “Emily is inexperienced and new to love, so she can be blind, but I am not,” the middle-aged lady warned. “Don’t think you can fool me with all that money, fame and power. If you have any ulterior motives, I will make her qu

Her mother had become predictable, if not a bit lighthearted over the years, a change that couldn’t have made Rachel happier. Emily adjusted a polished crystal wand on its black velvet tray so the overhead light glinted off its surface. Picking up the cat, she gave Miss Bastet a healthy scratch behind her ears. ‘And I’ve dusted everything I dare touch, leaving the rest for you.' Used to her mother’s set ways, Rachel turned and gave her a reassuring smile. Emily, with her hard-earned wrinkles and blue eyes that still held an echo of sadness, wasn’t afraid she’d break something valuable. Nothing so minor would keep the efficient, hard-working woman from doing her part to ensure The Golden Pyra

"Yoana, your parents, Adam. No one else." "My parents are going to, my mother is going to," She stopped. Something moved across her face. "She is going to be so happy." I thought about Emily's mother. Her dry humour and her sharp opinions and the sixteen years she had spent in captivity keeping her husband's spirit alive and a forged letter hidden in her coat lining. She was going to be extraordinarily happy and she was going to be extremely careful about not showing it in front of anyone who did not already know, because she was exactly that kind of woman.

Standing in the doorway, looking just as shocked as I felt, was the rude man from the sidewalk. “Emily,” Gracie said cheerfully, “meet Cade Callaghan, owner of the Callaghan Empire.” My mouth fell open.

Grace stood at the door, her nails red like blood, tapping against the frame. Her smile was razor-sharp. “Checkmate,” she said. And closed the door. Emilia didn’t cry again. Not then. She drove away with her head held high and her heart in pieces, knowing she had lost a battle. But the war? The war was just beginning.

and I never gave her the chance. My hands started shaking as I picked up the card again. I read the words over and over, hoping they would somehow change. Emily had been pregnant; she had been carrying my child while I stood there accusing her of failing me. I remembered the way she had looked at me when I said she couldn't give me an heir. She had almost spoken, her hand had moved to her stomach for just a second before she lowered it again she had known. She had wanted to tell me, and I had chosen not to listen.

Emily stammered, her voice high-pitched and panicked. “Hahaha. Oh, come on, Emily.” I said with mock sweetness, “Don’t act innocent now. You were the one who orchestrated the entire thing, weren’t you? Convincing Caleb that Elaine was a problem, that she needed to be ‘taken care of.’ But, that wasn't the end of their actions. On that same day, after Elaine lost her child, Caleb’s mother rushed to the hospital and blamed Elaine for losing the child. Caleb's mother dragged Elaine back to the house where she found out that Emily had wormed her way back to the house through lies and accusations towards Elaine.”

“For now.” “That's good, your presence here has somehow done something to Emily. The girl hasn't picked a needle in days but today, she woke up early and started to sew. Although she's still bad at it, I don't expect her to be a pro all of a sudden.” Violet smiled, “She's quite determined, you know. By the way, Madam Calista, please let Emily do what she wants from now on?” “What do you mean?” “Yesterday, we met some gang members who wanted to do good but because of lack of funds and support, they have to steal from the common people. Emily took pity on them and gave her all of her people, then they swore her in as their leader.”