Sophia suddenly reacted, terrified, "Is Nathan with you?" "In a way." They were separated by a door, but technically in the same hotel. "Nathan actually went to see you?! Wasn't he supposed to be at work? How is he with you?" Emily replied irritably, "That's a question you should ask him. After all, I'd love to know why he showed up here early in the morning too. And by the way, I'm on speaker, so Nathan can hear everything you're saying." "Nathan… I… I just…" Sophia's voice quivered with a hint of tears, "I was just saying things out of anger. Don't take them seriously. I thought Emily called just to gloat, and I couldn't stand it, so I said those things… none of it is true, please believe me!" No response. Sophia called again, "Nathan?" "Stop calling," Emily laughed mockingly, "Sophia, stop acting. Yes, I had the speaker on, but sorry, I turned it off. If you want to explain yourself to Nathan, go ahead and call him. Also, please keep your fiancé from harassing me again." Sophia was furious, almost grinding her teeth, "Emily, are you doing this on purpose? Are you playing me?" "Uh-huh, congratulations on finally figuring that out." "F.uck!" Emily's face darkened, "Sophia." "What? I cursed, so what? What are you going to do about it? Get your mom out of her grave to beat me up?" Emily softly replied, "I turned the speaker back on when you cursed." Sophia: "..." "Sorry, my mom is enjoying paradise now, she can't beat you up, but I can. Just wait." With those words, Emily hung up, feeling much relieved. She knocked on the door, and a voice quickly responded from outside, "Emily, Logan Morgan is actually your father?" "No, I don't have such a scumbag for a father," Emily replied coldly, "Mr. Reed, I'm giving you two options: either you leave now, or I'll call the police and notify Sophia to come over. You and your wife can leave in a police car together." After about two minutes, footsteps were heard walking away from the door. Through the peephole, she saw that Nathan was no longer there. Emily exhaled deeply and lay down on the large bed in the bedroom. Beep beep beep— A text message came in. [Nathan came over? — Satan.] She typed and replied. [Yes, but he's gone. Don't worry. But… how did you know he came?] [Every time the door to Room 2307 at the Hilton Hotel opens, I get a record. The latest record shows the door was opened with a room card, I guess Nathan bribed the hotel staff to get it.] Emily bit her lip and continued typing: [Maybe. Should we change places?] Mr. Satan was a bit unhappy: [Emily, we're not having an affair, why change?] [But Nathan knows we're staying here, there will be a lot of trouble.] [I'll give him so much trouble that he won't have time to bother you.] Emily held her phone and chuckled softly. Mr. Satan had already hinted that he was targeting Nathan. Nathan's days were going to be rough. At that moment, Nathan, who had just left the Hilton Hotel, received a call from his assistant: "Boss, something from the Maya Civilization has been found at our construction site. Many media and artifact experts are here. They suggest we stop construction. Our project might be delayed…" "What?!" Nathan was furious, taking a deep breath to calm himself, "We're in the US, how could there be Maya Civilization artifacts? Who leaked this to the media?" The assistant replied, "It was dug up last night by the workers. I asked around. No one admitted to leaking the news… Boss, should I fire these workers and hire new ones?" "What good would that do? How long might our project be delayed?"The assistant wiped the sweat from his forehead, holding the phone away from his ear, whispered, "The experts just said that these items are priceless and of great value for research. They've already applied to the government and the UN. They might designate this area as a protected site. We might have to stop work for a long time." "How long?" "Maybe five years." Nathan angrily pressed the phone off and threw it to the back seat. Maya Civilization is in Mexico, how could artifacts related to it be found in New York? And he's currently competing with the Taylor family, racing to finish a shopping mall. This unexpected event must be someone's doing! As for who, Nathan had already guessed. That masked man must not be ordinary. He had Maya Civilization artifacts and could get the government to buy the land. His power was greater than Nathan imagined. Emily, you found such a powerful man. His phone kept ringing, Nathan glanced at it, the call was from Sophia. He knew what Sophia wanted to say. He didn't bother answering, letting the phone ring. He arrived at the construction site. The site was already cordoned off. Dozens of artifact experts were crouched in the dirt pit, carefully excavating the area with small brushes and tools. "Boss, thank goodness you're here…" "What's the situation now?" "An expert just came to verify, those items are world-class artifacts. The government wants to buy this land. Our land might be permanently protected…"