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“Well, we’ve got some more information about the attack on Mystic Moon, where I’m from. I’m sorry if I’m repeating information, Elliott hasn’t told me specifically how much you know about things yet.” Juliet waved her hand before taking a bite of her pancakes, holding up a finger to finish chewing before speaking. “He hasn’t caught me up on a whole lot, but I believe my parents have told me most of the story! Elliott did say there was another new girl here! Emma, was it? Where is she?” I looked down for a moment. “Well, it appears Emma has found her mate, and she didn’t exactly take it well. She’s sort of…. Hiding in her room from us. As soon as she saw him, she ran off.” I confessed and Ver

The driver drove off. Emma is a beautiful, young, and hardworking woman. She has milky white skin, hazel eyes, charming dimples, long blonde wavy hair, and a stunning figure. Emma is a single mother, 27 years old. And her daughter is just seven. Emma loves her daughter dearly and would do anything for her. Emma arrived at her office and settled down. She works in a hotel as a general supervisor and resumed her daily routine of overseeing every department. _____ Ethan Williams was on the phone when his secretary walked in to inform him about a visitor. He signalled her to let the person in while he continued his call.

The guards conducted a thorough scan and search, their expressions stern and impersonal, before allowing them to proceed. Emma sat on the bed, a well-worn book clutched in her hands. She looked up as the large metal door opened, her eyes widening when she saw Lucas and her mother. The book slipped from her fingers, forgotten. "Mother!" she cried, leaping up and rushing into her mother’s arms. The hug was fierce, desperate, and Emma’s body shook with sobs. "I'm so sorry, Mother. I'm so sorry for almost ruining everyone's lives," she choked out, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her hand gripped Emma tightly, not letting her escape. Emma knew she couldn’t keep running forever. She was still living in Damien’s mansion. Even if she didn’t want to, she couldn’t just leave or avoid them forever. She clenched her fists and said, “I understand.” Only then did the maid let go of her, but still followed her closely to the dining room. The moment Emma stepped inside, her eyes met Damien’s. The memory of that horrifying night immediately resurfaced. Emma forced herself to suppress her disgust and approached the table.

She can give unexpected twists to situations. Chapter 1 The story always begins with an event generally fatal or of total happiness. Why not? Luck will start fatefully and this has nothing. Emma was in the waiting room at the Edward General Hospital Waiting for any information that would tell her out of despair she found herself. Her mother is the only person she finds in the world, her companion, the only one who knows when she is happy or not. She taught her how to be strong if any situation weighs her down. "Relative of Mrs. Williams", To hear that thick voice makes her tremble. She walks close to the tall chubby doctor, pretending that she is fine who demands her presents.

God, he was so whipped for her. After Emma finished with work, she went back home after Rowan had told her he would be home a few minutes or hours late. So Emma took a shower and got one of Rowan’s hoodies she had taken. She turned on the TV to catch up on her shows. I heard the elevator door ring. Emma gets up from her seat excited as she walked to the lift, but when the elevator opened up, Emma saw a face a familiar face she wasn’t expecting. It was Amber!

"This lowly girl thinks she'd of a noble lady. I've heard people say that she is the illegitimate child born from the womb of a concubine who washed her feet. And she was born in February, a complete calamity. Emma belongs to a noble clan so we couldn't kill her. That's why we dumped her off with distant relatives in Miami City. And afterward, the Old Madam and Master Beta Henry kept falling ill. Isn't that harming their own family? So they panicked and brought her to our place in the countryside! Hmph, I see her as a calamity and a lazy and rotten girl who pretends to be sick whenever she's asked to do even a small task!" Emma listened to this conversation and suddenly jolted. Instinctively

The beautiful, loyal and virtuous lady as my queen. EMMA'S POV Someone must have cursed my life . I have strived to get away from it all, but each time I find myself in a worse situation than the last. This time I found myself the shortest path to my grave, that is if I am not dead already. My head terribly hurts as if it was hit with a brick. My eyes blink several times while I try to force them open. Everything seems blurry until my vision clears and I realize the hell I am in. I am laying on a cold concrete floor littered with all sorts of dirt, including stains of blood that also taint the four stone walls and the locked steel door. There is no ventilation except for the tinny spaces bet

“I thought you might want to know—I have a little information. Something about Emma.” “Go on,” Damian said, leaning back in his chair. Delilah crossed her arms, her tone dripping with mock concern. “Emma is the key to Ethan’s downfall. If you want to hurt him, you have to start with her.” Damian’s smile widened, dark and dangerous. “Then tell me everything.” --- Back at Ethan’s Estate, The sun had set, casting a deep amber glow over the sprawling estate. Emma sat on the couch, her arms wrapped around herself as she stared at the floor. The weight of her conversation with Ethan lingered in the room, heavy and unrelenting.

It was quick, almost too quick to register, but unmistakably human in shape. Emma’s blood ran cold. She bolted back into the study, slamming the door shut behind her. Her chest heaved as she leaned against the heavy wood, the flickering candlelight casting trembling shadows across the room. Whatever secrets Haverstone had left her, it was clear she wasn’t alone in uncovering them.