CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX

“Emma,” Carrington edged close to her, circling her small body. Morris also took a step further as he watched his father. Carrington shot him a warning glare. “Easy, boy. We had a deal that I won't harm her even if it's all I want to do considering the fact that she reminds me of those two traitors. However, having her alive is better than dead.”

Emma's heart sank as she realized that Carrington was talking about her parents. It must be. She took a steadying breath to calm down. She couldn't let her emotions get the best of her.

“You're going to marry Morris.”

Emma stayed relaxed. She thought that if she infuriated him, maybe it would get him talking without her having to do any questioning. Naturally, when the ego of men like Carrington was hurt, it bruised their power so badly that they go defensive.

“I'm certain the said son can do the proposing himself.” Crossing her arm over her chest, “Mr. Carrington, let me save us time so that I can go back to my world, and you can go back to