Emily Prentiss Returns Novels & Stories

“Emily left for France two thousand and six when Carl was two. She spent three years in France, where she collaborated with Esmeralda in jewel designs. After her return from Paris, she took over the Imperial company as the CEO. During her reign as the CEO, she continued her relationship with Collin..” “Pause..” I said, raising my hand in the air and he went mute with his eyes on me. “You said she continued her relationship with Collin when she returned from France? Have they been dating in France?”. Paul shook his head and answered,. “No sir. During her stay in France, Emily and Collins have been having a distant relationship where they text each other and see each other virtually. Their rel

“I will keep in touch.” “Oh, you will,” Emily replied with a smile. “You have to.” Dreston hugged Emily next and kissed the top of her head. “I’ll be back next week to see the progress you’re making,” he promised. For the first time since Cassienne and Dreston had visited, this is the first time Emily did not fall into another episode. That alone was a miracle. ……. On their way back to Southvale, Cassienne shut everyone out. She sat quietly in the jet, staring ahead, her thoughts drowning her.

Forty minutes away, the mansion stood intact. Untouched. Respected. Protected. Emily returned to the table and began organizing the letters chronologically. She made notes in a small black notebook. Patterns. Dates of Covenant meetings. Shifts in Billy’s behavior. Richard’s increasing fear. Serena’s growing control. Everything aligned. The next morning, Emily returned to Northwick Heights. Billy was in the archival room when she entered. Alone. He leaned against the table, flipping through a document. “You’re early,” he said.

With no evidence that she didn't murder her aunty, no eyewitness, no one to clear her name, Emily end up in prison. ****End of flashback****

Seeing that she stopped sewing and focused on cutting the thread, after finishing eating, he immediately took the scissors from her hand and signaled her to continue. She wondered if he could read minds, so he knew she wished for someone to help her. “How many days will you go?” Her voice mixed with the constant sound of the sewing machine. “Tuesday. Exactly on Tuesday night, I will return to the airport.” The space fell silent, only the sound of the sewing machine rang out as Emily worked. The scene in the room at this time seems to depict a couple diligently earning money. Emily didn't know that her peaceful days of sheltering from the storm were about to end when Kevin sent investigators

, Emily said. "It's a date and you have to go alone, so he won't suspect anything", She replied. "Now the money", Precious requested with her hands opened wide. "Fine, here is your money", Emily said as she opened her purse and brought out a huge amount of money. Before she could give it to Precious she have already snatched it from her hand. "Have a nice date, bye", Precious said and dismissed. "Eish..that's my last four hundred dollars", Emily said before she walks to her car and entered. She started her car engine and zoomed off to the bar.

Jackson had been waiting outside the hotel, pacing nervously. When he finally saw Emily returning, he quickly walked over, draping a warm coat over her shoulders. His face was etched with concern as he frowned. "Why did you come back so late? I’ve been worried sick." Emily, now known as Miranda, let him guide her inside, though Jackson held her a little too tightly for her liking. She politely freed herself from his embrace, her tone composed. “I’m fine, really. I wasn’t cold. Have Bert and Amy come back yet?”

“You’re still trying to act innocent? Fine, I’ll tell you. Didn’t you say that you sent Emily far away and she would never be able to step into the city again? I guess you’re such a pathetic liar to bring her back and even get engaged to her. If we’re ever friends, Spencer Bennett, then I regret every moment with you. Both the time when we were children and after.” “Emily is back in the city?” Iris rolled her eyes. “No new news to you. Bree met her at the restaurant this morning. She said that your family brought her back and that you both are engaged. Right, she even mentioned that she can’t bear that her soon-to-be husband has a daughter outside marriage. And you say that you don’t know an

“She is free to work with you at Carter Industry.” Relief swept through Emily’s chest, so strong she almost dropped her spoon. Her lips curved into a small smile as she whispered, “Thank you.” She breathed in deeply, like a heavy weight had just been lifted from her. It was Monday, the start of a work week. But this wasn’t an ordinary Monday. Not for Emily. Today she wasn’t just returning to Carter Industry as the director she had once been before betrayal forced her out. Today she was returning as the new president...the rightful position she had inherited from her mother

Martha was walking back and forth contemplating whether she should inform the Old Benjamin about her not returning till this hour. She glanced at her watch. It was already evening and Alexandra still hasn't returned yet. She was getting worried about her. The red Bugatti comes towards the mansion gates. Martha could finally breathe. She was relieved that she had returned. she rushed toward the car. Alexandra got out of the car hungry and exhausted. All she thought about was Martha's home-cooked lunch. "Young miss you are back I was worried sick!" Martha breathlessly answered. Alexandra was momentarily started seeing Martha was worried for her. It was the first time seeing her so worried abou