Novel & Cerita Henry Emily And William Afton

Wilson was left standing alone, feeling defeated and ashamed, he looked like a lifeless soul, while Emily stood there, images of Rachel's eyes filled with immerse pain repeated in her mind. After the court incidence with Rachel, one would think Wilson would change for good but no immediately his father got rich from destroying the Johnson's he got worse and didn't have remorse anymore. He started doing his father's dirty business more and their wealth skyrocketed. Henry enrolled both of them in law school, Emily didn't mind, she had seen what her father had done to his victims and now she wanted to be an Attorney that fights for victims like that. .

Henry told her darkly, and then added with an evil face, “That evidence which you kept with Marcella, I have retrieved them from her, do you think I am a fool to believe you, Emma? I have destroyed all the proof which could prove me Henry Ford, and soon David Cooper will also be considered dead. And then, then we will start our new life.” Henry’s eyes were filled with maliciousness and Emma looked at him with a poker face, the shock, and fear gone from her face. “You’re the most awful person, Henry… You will die a terrible death.” “For sure, I will…” Henry gave her a wide smirk and leaned back to rest while his eyes remained on her all the time.

Henry ran to the bathroom. “Hello, madam Helen. I found the lady that kept your husband late at night. Come over to your son's restaurant.” Emily said with a camera in her hand as she uploaded the picture on the internet. Helen sent her to keep an eye on Henry and she finally got a piece of information to increase her paycheck or rather destroy Celine from within, she ran out of the restaurant chuckling. “I know nothing hurts you more than getting your reputation in the mud. I would destroy you bit by bit.” Emily laughed, and she ran out of the restaurant before the main drama began.

he stated, his voice tinged with exasperation. Emily rolled her eyes, her annoyance evident. “Instead of acting like you’re so untouchable, maybe you should consider breaking Scarlet’s confidence just to make sure you’re really as untouchable as you think you are,” she fired back. Confusion furrowed Henry’s brow as he tried to comprehend Emily’s suggestion. “And how exactly do you propose I do that?” he asked, his tone laced with skepticism. With a wicked smile, Emily asked Henry if Ryan Marchetti was the same Ryan he had talked about during the incident with Scarlet’s late mother. Henry nodded affirmatively, confirming the connection.

Emily shook her head, she wasn’t ready to go home yet, not when she had someone to confront, the only person other than the Hatton brothers that knew that much information about her. “Take me to Brown Estate” she said and she saw Victor’s raised brows through the top mirror but she ignored. Emily felt the anger intensify further as they circled the driveway in Anita’s house, the last time she had seen her was the day she decided to meet her father even though she had refused to pursue that further. “Wait here” she said to Victor whom she saw was already half way out of the car. “But – ”

I could still feel Henry's hands on my waist. "What do I do now?" I asked. "I don't know," Emily said. "But I think you're supposed to figure it out together." Together? I liked the sound of that. Even if it scared me. Even if I didn't know what it meant. Even if everything was moving too fast and I wasn't sure I could keep up. “Together.” I whispered to myself once more. *** "We were on the bed," I said weakly "Oh my God." Emily climbed onto the bed and sat cross-legged beside me. She grabbed my shoulders and shook me. "You were kissing Henry Williams. Standing up. In our room. While I was gone for twenty minutes. TWENTY MINUTES, SILVER."

Henry and Emma had crossed paths a few times years ago, though it had been a long time since then. Actually, Henry and Emma could be considered acquaintances. He was Emma's senior during their studies in France, but they didn't interact much back then. So, for Henry, there was no romantic relationship between him and Emma. Faced with the choice between her and one million dollars, Henry would naturally choose the million dollars. But he didn't know that his decision today would make him regret it for the rest of his life.

he said my name in a chilling manner. Antoine Lefevre. Emily's husband.

"What in blazes was Rafe doing robbing a coach?" "It seems he's added highwayman to his ever growing list of questionable talents," said Ashton. "Good God," Lucien muttered. "That man is going to hang someday." "Yes, I'll have to deal with him later, once I've married Rosalind." "Oh, no you will not!" Emily jabbed a finger in his chest hard enough to make him stumble back a step. "Emily" Ashton felt exasperated. He was not in the least bit interested in receiving another lecture about how he should treat Rosalind with kid gloves.

“Yeah but let me check with the nurse first.” Emilia said with a sigh, making Athena slightly nod her head. Emilia then walked away before pushing the door of Henry's cabin and entering. A minute didn’t even pass when she came back before slightly smiling at Athena who was waiting impatiently for her.