"You bitch!" Her roar, dripping with malice, left Emma stunned and off balance."You are responsible for my husband's death, aren't you?" Nina's accusatory inflection sliced through the air like a sharp blade. "I warned him not to help you, but what did he do? He made me protect you, even after he was gone!"Emma's heart raced, tears brimming in her eyes as she pleaded for understanding. "I would never betray your husband, Nina. Please, listen to me.""Shut up! Were you sleeping with him? If you were, and I find out, I will hunt you down and kill you!" Nina hurled the threat at Emma, wagging a pointed finger in her direction.A brief pause revealed the hidden anguish beneath Nina's anger as she retreated into her home. After tense moments passed, she reemerged, grasping a young child's hand. "Take her," she spat, shoving the toddler into Emma's arms. "Take her too, since she is supposed to be taken away from me, along with my husband!"The oblivious toddler continued blissfully devour

Lucas's grasp on the steering wheel constricted even more, his knuckles turning white. He cast a glance at Emma through the rearview mirror, his brow contorted with anxiety. "Emma, I... I'm unsure if that's the wise decision," he faltered, his words wavering. Emma's jaw tightened as she met Lucas's stare in the mirror. "She deserves a chance at a genuine family since I destroyed the one she had," she retorted, her voice sharp and straightforward. Lucas halted the car and asked her to sit in the front seat, beside him. Emma hesitated but agreed, and as soon as she settled beside him, he began to drive, about to speak before Emma dropped another bombshell. "And... I think I might be pregnant." The car swerved slightly as Lucas abruptly hit the brakes, bringing it to a sudden stop. He turned to look at Emma, his eyes wide with shock. "What?" he exclaimed. "Pregnant?" Lucas asked once again. "I'm not certain," Emma admitted, her gaze darting everywhere but at him. "I've missed two of

A palpable tension enveloped the room as the board members and staff gazed in astonishment at the explicit scene unfolding before them. Mario Rodriguez, his eyes ablaze with anger, stood up from his chair. Emma sensed the dangerous gleam in his eye - the perfect trigger for her plan. "Do you stand idle as your son's bring shame upon a company I've invested so much in?" Mario's voice boomed, his Italian accent adding to the intensity of his fury. Mr. Ethan attempted to calm him down, but his efforts were futile against the mounting wave of outrage. Trevor, struggling to regain control, shook his head over and over as he fiddled with his laptop. Before anyone could intervene, Trevor's voice blasted through the speakers, oozing with passion and desire. All eyes turned back to the screen. The air crackled with tension as the realization dawned upon them - this was a defining moment, one that would change everything. "I bet my father's life that you've never had a man who could sa

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

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