"Was it your doing" The PA of Ethan inquired vehemently, his gaze ablaze with fury as he confronted her. Emma raised her head, meeting his unwavering gaze. "what?" She asked innocently, though she was well aware of his reference. "You are aware of what I refer to, Emma. Cease pretending to be ignorant," he growled, leaning threateningly closer. Emma maintained her composure, her mind already strategizing her next move. She could not comprehend why he was always targeting her. "I have not done anything, but if you have any concerns, please feel free to discuss them with me," she replied calmly. The PA narrowed his eyes, detecting her defiance. "Mark my words, Emma. You will not get away with this," he warned, his eyes shooting sharp glares at her. Emma exhaled slowly, her facade faltering for a moment before she regained her resolve. She knew she was playing a perilous game, but she was willing to risk it all to bring Trevor down first and then his father. Her eyes glar
In the hallway towards her office, Emma took a moment to catch her breath. A grin tugged at the corners of her mouth, the elation within her almost too much to contain. She retrieved her mobile device, her fingers quivering as she composed a message to Tina: "Exciting news - I've been appointed as the CEO!" As she entered her office, she stepped inside Mr. Ethan's workspace, the realization of what had just occurred finally sinking in. She was now the CEO. The gravity of it was both thrilling and daunting. She was aware of the risks, but she also knew she had to do this. For the truth. For justice. And ultimately, for her redemption. Emma peered out the window, the urban skyline sprawled before her. This was her moment. And she was prepared to confront whatever came next. After taking a moment to gaze outside, Emma exited the office and returned to her desk. She placed her phone on her desk and focused on the tasks she needed to complete for the day. Her last task of being a secr
Seeing that his word had no effect on Emma, Trevor's facade shattered. He sank into his chair, hiding his face in his hands. His voice cracked as he spoke. "I loved you, Emma. I still do" he sniffed, " I never wanted any of this. She made me do it." Emma's brow furrowed, her mind racing. Who was he referring to? "Who?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Trevor looked up at her, tears streaming down his face. His red and swollen eyes held a mix of pain and longing that she couldn't decipher. He opened his mouth to speak, his trembling lips forming words. But then he shook his head, his jaw clenched. Suddenly, he stood up and reached for a handkerchief, roughly wiping his face. The vulnerability that had broken through his hardened face disappeared, replaced by a cold mask of indifference as he looked down at her. "I know you did it," he said, his voice now steady but chilling. "I will uncover the truth, and you won't what will come next" Without another glance, he str
Emma experienced a gradual awakening of consciousness, the surroundings appearing slightly hazy as she gradually opened her eyes. A throbbing sensation in her head caused her to winced. Attempting to reach for her head, her hands proved unresponsive. Panic surged through her as she made another attempt, only to find her hands securely restrained. Her chest constricted with fear. She tugged against her restraints, but sharp, excruciating pain shot through her wrist, forcing her to stop. The pain was intense, unbridled, and brought tears to her eyes. Where was she? And what had happened? "You'll hurt yourself," a calm male voice interjected with so much calmness. Emma struggled to open her eyes, squinting in the brightness of the lights. It was Trevor, his expression frustratingly composed. Memories of the events slowly reappeared in her mind; she recalled picking up the ring and Mr. Ethan hitting her. Trevor turned to call out, "She's awake and attempting to break free." His vo
"Are you backing out from our plan?" Mr. Ethan's voice lowered, a menacing growl that echoed like a predator's. "No, Father. But if she dies here, you think Lucas will let it go? The police will be on us, they will inquire upon us. It's too risky" Trevor's tone faltered, torn between submission and terror. Ethan looked at his son, and then nodded in agreement before looking at Emma "Once again the bitch is unconscious," Mr. Ethan muttered, dismissing Trevor's concerns as his gaze fell upon her limp frame. Footsteps drew near, and Emma felt strong arms lift her. Her eyes fluttered open, her vision swimming. She managed to whisper, "Where am I being taken?" "To dispose of you," Mr. Ethan's voice was cold from behind as he replied her. Emma's heart pounded wildly. She weakly struggled against Trevor's hold, her mind reeling with panic, but she was too weak to keep struggling. The walls of the office blurred past her as she was carried out, each step a sharp pang of agony in her
His tone was menacing, his words dripping with a dangerous undertone. "My lady is loyal. Speak ill of her again, and I'll forcefully slam your head into that unyielding brick wall. Trust me, I'll get away with it." The officer's eyes widened in alarm and dread as Lucas's grip tightened, already chocking him. After a tense moment, Lucas loosen his hold, pushing the officer away from him. The officer stumbled backwards, quickly retreating. At that moment, another police officer entered, quickly assessing the scene with a swift glance. He turned to Lucas, his expression stern. "You cannot file a missing person report until at least 24 hours have passed." Lucas's shoulders drooped and he sank into a nearby chair, the weight of his desperation weighing him down. He had received a message from Emma, but something felt off about it. She didn't mention meeting anyone before leaving the house, and she doesn't type her messages that way, he knew something was wrong and ever since Emma c
The nurse moved over to help Emma lay back on the bed, "Please refrain from speaking at this time," the attending nurse spoke tenderly, her hand still resting softly on Emma's arm. "You've been through a lot and you need a lot of rest"Emma's eyes darted around the room, taking in the sterile environment, the faint beeping of monitors, and the IV drip attached to her arm. Panic surged through her as fragmented memories began to resurface - The ring, Mr Ethan's blow to her face and stomach, Trevor abandoning her on the streets, the fear. She struggled to piece together what had happened. "You're in the hospital," the nurse clarified, sensing Emma's confusion. "You were discovered and brought here. You're now in a safe place."The door to the room swung open, and Lucas burst in, his expression a mix of hope and fear. "Emma?" he called out, his voice faltering. His gaze locked onto hers, and a wave of relief washed over him. "It's me, Lucas."Tears welled up in Emma's eyes as she recogn
Emma's eyelids fluttered open, the sterile scent of the hospital and the soft beeping of the heart monitor bringing her back to reality. Her gaze roamed over the plain white ceiling, tracing the fissures in the plaster, trying to recall how she had ended up in this sterile hospital room. The subdued lighting cast ethereal shadows on the walls, lending an eerie quality to the space. Suddenly, it hit her like a relentless tempest, memories crashing over her with full force. Her unborn child. A pang of anguish clenched her chest as the memories flooded her mind. She fought back tears, her throat straining against the knot that threatened to choke her. The door creaked open, and Emma turned her head to see Tina entering the room. Tina's face was a portrait of concern, her eyes wide and her lips pressed into a thin line, yet she managed to summon a small, reassuring smile as she walked over to Emma's bed. "I heard about what happened," Tina said, her voice barely above a whisper, reac