Emily's voice was steady and firm, her eyes blazing like fire. "If you want those papers signed, Jackson, you'll have to kill me first."Jackson's face darkened, and he took a step closer to her, his eyes flashing with anger. "So you're not going to sign the papers?" he growled, his voice menacing.Emily stood her ground, her chin held high. "No, I won't."Jackson's hand raised, ready to strike her again, but just as he was about to make contact, Amelia grabbed his wrist, holding it firm."Jackson, stop!" Amelia's voice was calm but authoritative. "This isn't the way to handle it."Jackson's eyes narrowed, and he tried to shake off Amelia's grip, but she held tight. Emily took advantage of the momentary distraction to step back, her eyes never leaving Jackson's face."You'll have to do better than that if you want to intimidate me, Jackson," she said, her voice cold and detached.The standoff was palpable, the tension in the room almost suffocating. Amelia's grip on Jackson's wrist w
Emily shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts and compose herself. She pointed a hand forward, her eyes locked on Luke's face. "Are you Luke Richardson?" she asked, her voice slightly shaky.Luke chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Were you expecting someone uglier?" he asked, his tone playful.Emily's lips parted, and she paused, her mind racing back to their previous encounter. "No way..." she said, her voice trailing off as she remembered the kiss. Her face flushed bright red as she looked away, trying to hide her embarrassment."We've met before," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.Luke's expression changed, his face scrunched up in thought. "Ohhh, yes! You're the drunk girl!" he exclaimed, his voice full of realization.Emily's face burned even brighter, and she looked away, her eyes fixed on the floor. She couldn't believe she had made such a fool of herself in front of the man she was about to do business with.Luke's laughter filled the room, and he pat
After finishing their meal, during which Luke had enthusiastically persuaded Emily to try Grandma's special delicacies, they stepped outside into the crisp evening air. Luke turned to Emily with a warm smile and said, "I can't wait for our future working together, Emily. It's going to be a wild ride!"Emily smiled back, her eyes sparkling with agreement. "Likewise, Luke. I'm really looking forward to it."As Luke began to walk away, Emily stood there, watching him leave. But he suddenly stopped and turned back to her, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Hey, aren't you coming?"Emily hesitated, her hand instinctively reaching for her phone. "Oh, I'll just order an Uber..."Luke waved his hand dismissively. "Why bother? I'll take you home. It's on my way."Emily protested, "Oh, no, Luke, you shouldn't worry about it..."But Luke insisted, his voice firm but gentle. "I insist, Emily. It's the least I can do after forcing you to try Grandma's cooking!" He chuckled, his eyes twinkling wit
Luke and Emily rushed to the hospital, their hearts racing with urgency. As they burst into her father's room, Emily's eyes scanned the space, her gaze locking onto the doctor's somber face."What happened? Where's my father?" she demanded, her voice trembling.The doctor's expression was grave. "Emily, please calm down. I'm so sorry, but when we arrived, it was too late. I couldn't help him."Emily's eyes widened in horror. "What do you mean? What happened to him?"The doctor's voice was gentle. "It appears he was poisoned, Emily. And...he left a letter beside his bed. It's possible he took his own life."Emily's face contorted in disbelief. "No, that's not possible! I know my father well enough. He would never do that!"Luke's hand on her shoulder offered a comforting presence, but Emily's gaze remained fixed on the doctor, her mind reeling with questions and doubts.Emily's tears flowed uncontrollably, her legs buckling beneath her. Luke swiftly caught her in his arms, holding her
Emily's voice trembled with anger as she asked, "Why have you called this meeting?"A middle-aged man stood up, his expression smug. "We've called this meeting to discuss the new ownership of Image Corp Enterprise. We can't allow a woman to continue serving as head of this company."He glanced around the room, and the other stakeholders nodded in approval. "If your father were still alive, he would agree with this decision too."Emily's face flushed with rage. "You have no right to talk about my father! None of you even showed any concern when he passed away. Instead, you're here plotting to take away the company he built!"The room erupted into murmurs, with stakeholders whispering to each other. Jackson, who had been playing with a dice cube, dropped it on the table, his eyes flashing with unease. "Let's not listen to her sad story," he said, his voice firm. "All in favor of me becoming the new CEO and owner of Image Corp Enterprise, raise your hands!"Every hand in the room went up
Emily sat in the ward, her eyes fixed on the ceiling as she waited for her therapist to call her in. She was lost in thought, reminiscing about the day she first met Jackson. It was at a superstore, and she had been shopping for groceries. As she was about to pay, an announcement came over the loudspeaker, declaring that no one could leave the store due to the crowds outside.As she searched her bag for her purse, she realized it was missing. The people in line behind her grew impatient, and the receptionist asked if she had enough money to pay. Just as she was about to respond, a deep, masculine voice spoke up beside her. "Take her bills from my card."Emily turned to see a handsome man standing beside her, his chiseled features and piercing eyes making her heart skip a beat. He was wearing a hoodie, but she recognized him - Jackson, the famous millionaire and her long-time crush. She had seen him at concerts she had attended, and his presence had always left her starstruck.The man
Emily swiftly picked up her bags, preparing to rush to the hospital where Amelia was. The therapist called out, "Emily, remember to take care of yourself at all times. Don't let anyone else's needs overshadow your own well-being." Emily nodded hastily, already focused on the urgent situation ahead.At the hospital, Emily rushed to Amelia's ward, her heart racing with anxiety. Jackson confronted her, his face twisted in anger. "If Amelia dies, the blood will be on your head!" he screamed.Emily stood firm, her voice steady. "Just get over it, Jackson. Take my blood and let me get out of here."Jackson's expression turned to disgust, and he snapped at the doctor, "Act fast!"The doctor quickly prepared the equipment and began piercing Emily's skin, drawing out her blood. Emily winced in discomfort, feeling a sense of resentment towards Jackson and Amelia for putting her through this ordeal.As they sat in the hospital room, waiting for Amelia to awaken, Emily turned to Jackson with a de
The Master of Ceremonies (MC) boomed through the microphone, "Ladies and gentlemen, please return to your seats. We're about to begin the award ceremony."As the crowd began to settle, Luke made his way over to Jackson, a sense of unease growing in his stomach. "Hey, Jackson, your wife isn't here at the party, and she's supposed to be called up on stage shortly. Can I go find her?"Jackson's response was unsettling. A mischievous smile spread across his face as he said, "Oh, don't worry about Emily, Luke. She's...indisposed. I'm sure she'll turn up when the time is right."Luke's eyes narrowed, his instincts screaming that something was off. He studied Jackson's face, but the man's expression was unreadable. A shiver ran down Luke's spine as he realized that something was indeed happening, and he was determined to get to the bottom of it.Luke walked away from Jackson, his mind racing with concern for Emily. He spotted his assistant, Shane, and approached him. "Hey, Shane, I need a fa