She dares to compete with the queen

“Here, the soup is getting cold." He extended a spoon toward Emily.

Emily's eyes snapped open, and she stared at the man before her. Was she dreaming? Was the person in front of her the CEO's twin brother?

"Ppali," Joel urged.

Hesitant but curious, Emily took the spoon from him and cautiously tasted the soup, stealing glances at the man as she did.

After finishing her meal, Joel snapped his fingers, and a maid cleared the dish.

"So...tell me, what happened yesterday that made you drink to the point of stupor?" he asked, folding his hands on the table.

Recalling the events of the previous day, Emily's face fell instantly.

"It's nothing," she sighed heavily.

"Why?... Do you want me to call the industry, huh?" Joel threatened, reaching for his phone.

"Yah, ani..." Emily waved her hands in the air, hurriedly snatching the phone from Joel, realizing he was faking it.

She puffed out her cheeks and sat down next to Joel.

"So what happened?" Joel asked again.

"Paint," Emily pouted.

Joel narrow