As Emma pursued Lucas into their dimly lit chamber, she could feel a wave of laughter rising up within her. She discovered him sprawled on the bed, his legs spread out on the bed, his eyes closed with both hands at the back of his head. "You know you look adorable when you're jealous?" Emma's tone was playful as she perched on the edge of the bed, her eyes glittering with a mix of amusement and fondness. She observed him, hoping to witness his stern facade soften. Lucas remained motionless. He sat up gradually, his countenance still etched into a thin, rigid line as he looked at her. "I was conversing with Tina," Emma clarified, her voice attempting to bridge the gap, but his expression remained unmoved. "Why didn't you mention her name or anything during the call?" His tone sounds not convincing, his eyes displaying the hurt of having no idea about what is going on. Emma simply shrugged, the gesture nonchalant but deep down she felt sad seeing Lucas was quick to make assumptions
A surge of fear coursed through her veins, realizing the gravity of her foolish choice. As Emma stepped on the gas, she came to a sudden realization that it was too late. A loud bang rang out as a bullet tore through her tire, causing the car to screech to an abrupt halt. She jerked forward, narrowly avoiding hitting her head. Glancing at the side mirror, she saw a hooded figure approaching her. Panic seized her, knowing she had to act quickly. Emma's hands trembled as she struggled with her seat belt, finally releasing it with a metallic click. She flung open the door and rolled out, hitting the hard pavement with a thud. Pain shot through her shoulder, but she could barely focus over the sound of another gunshot. "Come out, Emma. You were warned, but you chose not to listen," the hooded man's voice was calm, almost taunting. Emma bit her lip, flattening herself against the ground, her breaths shallow and rapid. She could feel the coarse asphalt beneath her palms, the cool air pi
Emma tried to give Lucas a sad smile, attempting to reassure him, "I'm fine Lucas, If I were injured, I would be in the hospital by now" she tone him, sniffing back the tears that's ready to drop from her eyes. Lucas pulled her into another tight embrace, his breath quivering against her ear. "I was so frightened, Emma. My God, I was terrified. I deeply regret walking away from you yesterday," he confessed, his voice breaking. He held her gently, as if afraid she would disappear. She sensed the tension in his muscles, the desperation in his grasp, and it softened her even further. "Did you inform the police of what occurred?" he inquired, pulling back to search her expression. She nodded, her eyes reflecting the gravity of their situation. Her phone suddenly rang, with her hands still trembling from what she had just experienced, she unlocked her device and answered the call. "I didn't reach Emma Callum this time, but I did reach another of the Callum's. Oh, she is quite lovely,"
Before Emma could say a word, Lucas beat her to it, "You just deceived a police officer, Emma!" His voice was a harsh, barely contained. "What are you up to? What if your sibling gets abducted for real?" Emma's gaze met his not liking the way he falred up at her, she knew Lucas had been sensitive about the way she tries not to get in involved in her revenge mission, "The Maddox family has been carrying out heinous acts for years, and what has the law enforcement done about it? Nothing!" Her voice trembled with a mix of fury and despair. "Do you really think they haven't connected the dots by now? They are protecting him! Ethan is not an ordinary man. He has everyone in the police force in this country on his payroll, i can't trust the police." Lucas gripped the steering wheel, knuckles turning pale. "Still, all of this... that's why I begged you not to work for him!" His voice cracked with emotion. "Now see what a mess you're in, Emma. Dragging your sibling into it as well!" E
Lucas grinned, lifting his hands in jest. "Yes, ma'am," he replied, his gaze never leaving Emma. He stretched out his hand towards her, and she took it, her fingers warm.Emma shifted slightly, her smile wavering as she considered the expense of the pampering she had just received. "How much do I owe you?" she inquired, her tone hesitant. She shuffled her feet, aware that such luxury came with a price, but grateful that she could finally afford it. Mrs. Sinclair's expression softened as she pulled Emma into a hug. "Consider it a gift for being the new CEO," she said warmly, planting a gentle kiss on Emma's cheek. "I'm so proud of you." Emma's eyes welled up with tears, but she quickly blinked them away, determined not to let them spill. Mrs. Sinclair, with her arms crossed and a raised eyebrow, warned Emma not to ruin her makeup or face a punishment. Despite her emotions, Emma managed to laugh, and the others joined in, easing the tension.After exchanging goodbyes, Emma and Lucas h
"What is the meaning of this?" he demanded, his voice sharp. "You've fired the secretary that Mr. Ethan assigned? You've only been here for one day and already you're abusing your power?"Emma leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest. A bitter chuckle escaped her lips. "Last time I checked, you were merely Mr. Ethan's PA, not mine. Have I missed something?"Her words lingered in the air, causing the PA to pause for a moment, taken aback. His eyes widened and then narrowed as he processed her defiance. He attempted to retort, but Emma's unwavering gaze stopped him short. "I don't understand. What are you implying?" He scoffed, his face a mixture of confusion and irritation as he glared at Emma.Emma's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of amusement dancing within them. "I simply asked a question. Did I miss something? Weren't you employed as Mr. Ethan's PA?" She rose gracefully from her seat, and made her way around the table, leaning casually against it with her arms c
"Is there something wrong?" queried Tina, her voice gentle yet firm. Emma hesitated, her thoughts racing. Should she divulge this information to Tina?Tina inched closer, closing the door behind her as she crouched in front of Emma. "I can tell something's troubling you, Emma. There's no need to deceive me. We've moved beyond that now. So tell me, what's going on?"Emma let out a hollow chuckle, devoid of any mirth; it was filled with sadness, exhaustion, and frustration. "Where do I even begin?" "Start wherever you feel comfortable, Emma. What happened?" Emma sat up, wiping her face with trembling hands. "I was ambushed this morning. I could have died, Tina. I could have been dead if the unknown couple and police had not come to my aid." Her voice trembled and she broke into sobs, her shoulders heaving.Tina enveloped her in a tight embrace, her eyes brimming with tears. "You're safe now. Don't worry. Your sister is safe too. Stop crying, Emma. We'll get through this."But Emma le
With a deep inhalation, Tina's gaze brimmed with a mix of revulsion and sympathy. "There are photographs and videos of Mr. Ethan with another woman. They were quite... intimate." She paused, as if pondering the weight of her next statements. "The woman happened to be Mrs.Maddox friend. It seems this was not his first act of infidelity, but what truly crushed her was that it was with her own best friend."Emma's shoulders slumped as she absorbed the revelation. She could almost envision the heartbreak etched on Mrs. Maddox face, feel the sting of uncovering such a deep betrayal. It seemed that father and son shared one similarity - their deceitful ways."Mr. Ethan cheats with his wife's best friend," Emma mused in a slow, contemplative tone. "In retaliation, his wife engages in an affair with his coworker and threatens to divorce him. In a desperate attempt to protect himself and his reputation, he manipulates their son into helping him murder his wife."Tina nodded, the gravity of the