"How do you feel about this plan, Miss Emma?"A man, standing next to the projector screen showcasing his plan, turned to ask Emma as soon as he finished speaking. As the leader of the meeting, all eyes in the room were pinned on her, awaiting her opinion."Miss Emma?" Seeing no response from her, the man inquired again.Charles gently tapped Emma's arm. Only then did she seem to snap back to reality. Even with meticulous makeup, the dark circles under her eyes couldn't be fully concealed. This drained face was a stark contrast to the usual energetic Emma.The rest of the attendees silently exchanged glances."Miss Emma, you have been overworking yourself recently. I think you should leave early and rest. I will compile the report of today's meeting and email it to you," suggested the Director of the R&D department, breaking the silence.Charles, filled with concern, looked at Emma. Without waiting for her reply, he stood up, "I agree. Miss Mia, could you please take over for her? She
"Madam, things are not as you think. Boss is just concerned while he was away..." Tony Smith hurriedly stood up, explaining seriously while Harry remained utterly composed.Emma was so furious that she found it hard to breathe, her chest heaving, indicating she was trying to keep her anger in control:"Harry Handerson, I genuinely believed you were kind-hearted towards me. I even think our two-year contract will pass peacefully, at least with you always caring for and respecting me. But now, I see I was wrong. You don't give me any privacy, and even when you have other women outside, I don't have the right to speak up... It's about the $10 million, right? I will find a way to pay you back right now."Harry frowned, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back as she attempted to leave, "Who told you I have other women outside?""Are you playing dumb? Once my company's project is successful, I'll repay you. Then, I'd have every reason to demand that you terminate our contract, right?" Emma
The cashier looked up at her computer screen. Her voice was gentle and polite, "Miss, how would you like to pay?""By debit card, please." Emma quickly replied, handing her card to the cashier.However, a sudden idea crossed her mind, and she swiftly pulled the card back, extracting a black card from her purse that she had never used before, "Use this one instead."This black card was given to her by Harry before he left for his two-week business trip. He told her that if she wanted to shop, she could use his card, ensuring her that money would never be an issue with him. Yet, Emma had never touched it. Partly because she was not the type to splurge on high-end brands. Moreover, basic shopping needs had never been a problem for her. She was financially independent, so why lean on him?But if he could casually spend $5000 on a dress she had chosen for Selena, why shouldn't she use his money? If he wanted to flaunt his wealth, she would spend it all!Wandering around the mall lightened
When Emma woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.Sunlight streamed into Harry's room, only to be blocked by the luxurious silk curtains. The room was dimly lit. She shifted a little to sit up and found herself tightly embraced by Harry's strong arms.Even in his sleep, he held onto her this way. Did this man have a violent tendency? Emma frowned.A slight movement sent a sharp pain from between her legs, reminding her of their intimacy from the previous day. He was like a wild beast, relentlessly thrusting into her, even as she pleaded with him to stop. After leaving the bathroom, she thought they were done, but he took her again in the kitchen, then on the sofa, and finally, in the bed.Emma gazed down at her bare body, noticing the prominent hickeys. Her cheeks involuntarily flushed, but recalling how he coldly forced her as if she were a mere tool for his orgasm, her heart turned icy.She turned to look at Harry. His sleeping face was as handsome as ever, but his brows were
"Damn it!"Charles angrily threw his phone onto the bed. He quickly got dressed and ran down to the parking lot.As he buckled his seatbelt, he immediately dialed a number, which quickly connected to the touchscreen interface in his car. A rather cold male voice answered, "Hello?""Harry, it's me, Charles Edward."Harry, having just sat down to rest in his hotel room, connected the unexpected call.Upon hearing Charles' name, his brows furrowed, "How did you get my number?" Only a few close associates knew his personal number."That does not matter right now. Have you been in touch with Emma? I was on the phone with her and suddenly lost the connection. I heard the sound of a phone dropping, followed by a loud crash. I haven't been able to reach her since."Through the phone, he could sense Charles's urgency and concern, and could also hear the roar of the car engine on the road. Harry immediately grabbed his vest from the back of the chair, "How long ago was this?""About 10 minutes.
“Charles, why did you…”The distance between Emma and Charles was so close that she could feel the strong heartbeat pounding in his chest. His sudden presence momentarily stunned her, leaving her face bewildered and her body frozen.By the time she realized she needed to push him away, Harry had already approached, pulling Charles away forcefully, separating the two considerably. Harry's strong arms wrapped around Emma's body, forcing her close to him, his voice struggling to contain his anger:"Assistant Charles, who gave you the right to embrace your boss like that?""Mr. Harry, what authority do you have to question me? Why are you in the room with her? What have you done to her?"Charles, no longer maintaining his usual calm demeanor, locked eyes with Harry in confrontation. Upon seeing Emma clad only in a bathrobe, a surge of anger bubbled up inside him.He took off his own coat, trying to grab Emma’s hand, "Boss, I will take you out of here."Of course, Harry wasn't about to let
At the city's central hospital."Family members are not allowed in the operating room. Please wait in the hallway."A nurse hurriedly followed the group pushing Emma's bed into the surgery room and called out loudly to Harry.The lights in the operating room began to shine, and the sign above the door switched to a blinding red against the pristine white walls.At 8 p.m., Harry sat alone on a long bench in the hallway. His hands were tightly interlocked, yet his face betrayed no emotion. His vest was stained with Emma's fresh blood. From the moment he carried her out of the Main House to their arrival at the hospital, everything had been a chaotic blur, and Harry couldn't recall any of it.The hospital corridor was still crowded, but he seemed lifeless, gazing down at his blood-covered hands. The only image that occupied his mind was the sight of Emma, lying silently in the ambulance, innocent as a child.Had it not been for the terrifying pool of blood, Harry might have thought she w
The exhibition buzzed with hushed conversations. The entire crowd began to whisper amongst themselves, eyes filled with curiosity all directed at Selena. Even the harsh words and accusations could be heard."Is that her in the video with CEO Andrew of Jollycorps?""Didn't Andrew already have a family? If so, this is truly a scandalous affair."Every moment was illuminated by the incessant flash from over fifty cameras, all focused on the two figures seated prominently in the VIP section. The whispers and speculations grew louder. In just a few moments, the affair between the CEO and the young model would likely become the Internet's center of attention."Stop it! Stop the video! Turn it off!" Andrew suddenly stood up and shouted, his voice echoing in the vast hall. His face was drained of color, glaring menacingly at Selena. Before anyone could react, he turned towards Selena, his anger palpable. With a swift motion, his hand slapped her so hard that she fell onto the table. Cameras