Herry felt a bit overwhelmed by all the compliments. Inside the haunted house, he hadn't spoken much and had been tightly holding Emily's hand.Whenever a "ghost" appeared, Emily would shield him from view; when there were puzzles to solve, she would venture ahead on her own to figure them out before guiding him forward."No, it wasn't me, actually..."Herry was about to defend himself when he heard Grace's voice nearby: "Herry! Mommy's here, don't be scared!"At the sight of Grace, Herry broke down. Tears welled up instantly in his eyes. He pushed through the onlookers and rushed into Grace's embrace. "Mom!""Don't cry, sweetheart. Have you been mistreated? Don't be afraid, we're all here. If someone's been bullying you, your dad will set them straight!"There was an implied meaning in her words, and Logan Morgan caught on.He gently patted Herry's head, full of concern, his expression serious. "Yes, Dad's right here. Has that woman been bullying you? What did she do to you?"Herry w
"Hello, I'm Herry's father, Logan Morgan."Emily looked at the stern middle-aged man in front of her and nodded slightly. "Hello, I'm Emily Carter, but I used to be Emily Morgan when I was a child."Emily had imagined what it would be like to meet her father.She thought they would embrace tearfully, perhaps her father would repent for his actions. But she never expected that their first private conversation would start with introductions.Logan Morgan's expression changed slightly upon hearing her words, but he quickly regained composure and gestured politely. "Hello, Miss Carter, I'd like to talk to you about something. How about having a cup of coffee?""Okay."Understanding that he wanted to discuss something about Herry, Emily nodded.The coffee shop at the amusement park was crowded, but there was a secluded table in the corner, perfect for a conversation.The waiter handed them menus, and Logan Morgan asked her, "What would you like to drink?"Emily chuckled softly. "Just hot m
She had finally awaited this day.Emily wiped her face, feeling a slight dampness on her hands.She had imagined her meeting with her father many times before. She thought he would take her to a fancy café and tell her interesting stories from Europe.Unfortunately, she had guessed the beginning but not the ending."Emily."Emily turned around to see Mr. Satan standing behind her.They were at an amusement park, where many people wearing masks were performing, so he didn't appear too out of place, and no one looked at him strangely."Mr. Satan.""Emily, don't cry. Let's go home."She defiantly lifted her head. "I'm not crying."Mr. Satan came over and took her hand. "Alright, no tears, Emily is the strongest."They walked forward together, but her vision was already blurred with tears, and her voice choked up. "Did you wait long?""Not long. I've been waiting for you for over a decade. Waiting is nothing to me.""Mr. Satan...""Hmm?" He stopped and turned to her. "What did you want to
"Bert, did my father wake up today?"Bert, supporting her, said excitedly, "A few days ago, I noticed his fingers moving, and later he could even slightly move his feet. The doctor said he might wake up, but you were working, and I didn't want to disturb you. Today, he suddenly opened his eyes and spoke! Emily, your masked friend is really amazing; he managed to connect us with some incredible doctors. Look, your father really woke up!"It was Satan again."Emily, we should thank him properly. Should we invite him to dinner?"Emily thought for a moment and said, "He's quite busy; he might not have time."Bert nodded, "Yes, he doesn't seem like an ordinary person; his status must be quite exceptional, right? He's definitely busy. How about... do you know what he wants? Even though we don't have much money, we can express our gratitude."What did Mr. Satan want?After thinking it over, the only thing Mr. Satan had mentioned to her was that he wanted a child.Emily looked down at her bel
Emily listened quietly, her brows furrowing suddenly.Something didn't add up.Everyone assumed that Grace and Logan Morgan had both betrayed their families and then got together. But at that time, Logan Morgan was still a poor man trying to make it big. Why would Grace choose to elope with a poor man?She remembered hearing from neighbors in her childhood that Grace divorced because she found a wealthy man. So, did Grace have another man before marrying Logan Morgan?"What was the reason for Grace's divorce?"William frowned visibly, clearly unwilling to discuss it further.Bert couldn't contain his anger. "Emily is an adult now; we should let her know the truth. If you won't say it, then I will."Emily remained silent, waiting for him to continue.Bert sighed deeply and continued, "Grace and William were never compatible. William worked as a security guard, earning a modest salary. Grace was an ambitious woman who always wanted to marry into wealth. After giving birth to Sophia, she
The day after receiving the notification, Emily saw the news."Reed Group President is Going to Get Married! The Background of the New Bride is Powerful!""Nathan Reed is Getting Married! What's the Background of the New Bride?"The media always liked to cover some tabloid news, whether it was celebrity scandals or the affairs of millionaires.Nathan fell into the latter category.As Emily browsed the news on her phone, she was in the kitchen cooking chicken soup, preparing to bring it to William.Olivia, following Satan's orders to accompany Emily, was helping her simmer the soup in the kitchen."Nathan is quite funny. It's just a wedding, but he seems to want everyone to know he's getting married. I think he wants you to see this news."Emily took a bite of an apple. "Who knows, but I doubt it's related to me.""True," Olivia rested her chin on her hand, watching the steam rise from the pot, "He's probably doing it for his father-in-law's sake. After all, Logan Morgan is a celebrity
The chicken soup was ready, and Emily set aside some in the fridge. Then she sent a text to Mr. Satan: [I'm going to a concert tonight. Dinner is in the fridge; you can heat it up in the microwave.]Mr. Satan replied: [What time does the concert end? I'll come pick you up.][No need, I can come back on my own.][What time?][Really, no need...][What time?][I'm going with Olivia to the concert, she can drop me back.][What time?]Three consecutive "What time?" messages emphasized his determination.Emily chuckled lightly and compromised: [Around 11 pm.][Okay.]Putting away her phone, Emily picked up the food container and left with Olivia.They first went to the hospital to deliver soup to her father and uncle, then hurried off to the arena.Upon arrival, Olivia got out of the car first and opened the door: "Emily, wait here for a moment. I'll go in and get your staff pass."Emily nodded. "Alright."Olivia opened the car door and quickly disappeared into the back entrance of the are
Emily knew what Olivia was up to. She took a step back. "Don't look at me, I'm not going to go annoy anyone. Lucas has his own makeup artist. I can't go and disrupt someone else's work.""Oh, come on, just give it a try. I think you're right!"Emily instinctively wanted to run. Although she acknowledged her talent for makeup, she didn't believe she could compare to a professional makeup artist.During car shows, there were many models, and their makeup was relatively uniform, so the job didn't require stringent skills. But dealing with a star was different, especially with Lucas being the hottest male celebrity—any flaw in his makeup would be heavily scrutinized.Most importantly, she wasn't getting paid for this job today.She was becoming more practical. Today, she was just accompanying Olivia to the concert; she didn't want to work without pay and face criticism.Emily continued to retreat, and Olivia reached out to grab her, but Emily dodged away."Hey, Emily, where are you going?