Logan Morgan returned home around 7 PM. Grace had spent four hours cleaning the house and preparing dinner, setting the table with food. Logan Morgan looked spirited and very happy. He walked in talking on the phone: "…I know… yes, I think so too… hahahaha, thank you so much…" Grace approached him, as usual, helping him take off his suit jacket and taking his briefcase. "You seem very happy today." "Grace, let me tell you, Mr. Taylor and I hit it off really well. Although Taylor's company is not as big as the Reed Group yet, he's secured a huge investment. Once his shopping mall is built, he’ll definitely be the top player in New York's real estate scene." Logan Morgan spoke while glancing at the dishes on the table, frowning slightly. "Just these dishes? Is there more?" Grace looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table and chuckled. "I didn't know what Mr. Taylor likes to eat. Is Mr. Taylor coming soon? What does he like? I'll make it right away." "Who said Mr. Taylor is coming?" Logan Morgan said. "Mr. Taylor has other work to attend to tonight. He wouldn't come to our house for dinner." "Not Mr. Taylor?" Grace felt a bad premonition. "Then who?" The smile on Logan Morgan's face faded a bit as he glanced around the living room. "Where are Sophia and Herry?" Grace replied, "I heard we were having a guest tonight, so I had them go upstairs to rest to avoid disturbing your conversation." "Call them down," Logan Morgan said. "They should meet the guest as well." Seeing Grace's face darken slightly, Logan Morgan held her hand and patted it gently. "I need to tell you something." "Go ahead." "Don't get any wrong ideas. I will definitely spend the rest of my life with you. But… I had a relationship with Emily's mother, and Emily is my daughter. The collaboration with Mr. Taylor was all thanks to her. Without her, who knows how much longer I would have been stuck at the Reed Group. So, I need to thank her…" Grace's heart turned cold. "So… you're saying the guest coming for dinner tonight is Emily?!" "Not just tonight," Logan Morgan said. "Emily has nowhere to stay. Since her divorce from Nathan, she's been living in a hotel. It's not good for her to stay in a hotel all the time. She will stay with us from now on. You're her stepmother, a considerate and tolerant person, so you should get along well." Grace hadn't even had a chance to respond when the doorbell rang. Logan Morgan patted her shoulder one last time and went to open the door himself. He never did things himself at home, always instructing others, but today he did and seemed very pleased. "Emily, you're here." Emily had changed into a pure white dress, her hair down casually, looking pitifully delicate. She held a small suitcase and spoke gently, "Dad… I mean, Mr. Morgan, sorry for the trouble." "Don't say that. You don't need to worry. Grace is very easy to get along with," Logan Morgan took her suitcase and led her into the living room. "Is this all your luggage? It's so light..." Emily looked down, smiling bitterly. "I don't have much. It's convenient to pack, and if I get kicked out, it won't be too embarrassing." Logan Morgan knew Emily had been kicked out of the Reed house by Carol and Nathan. Men always soften, especially in the face of a gentle, obedient girl. Logan Morgan's heart softened, and he reassured her, "Stay here. If you need anything, tell Grace; she will arrange it for you." "Thank you, Mrs. Morgan." Logan Morgan show Emily a room on the second floor, next to Sophia's, with Herry's room further inside. Logan Morgan escorted her upstairs, their voices audible to those on the second floor. Sophia opened her door and saw Logan Morgan and Emily heading upstairs. Logan Morgan said something to Emily, and Emily responded with a soft smile. "Sophia," Logan Morgan noticed her, "your sister will be staying in the room next to yours. You two grew up together; your bond must be strong." "Of course," before Sophia could react, Emily had already replied naturally, "I worked hard to earn money for everything she used and her college tuition. Now that she's grown up, I don't have to worry about her as much." Emily's words carried a hint of sarcasm that Logan Morgan picked up on. He said, "Sophia understands your hardships. You two must get along well from now on.""Of course," Emily said gently, "Sophia is my sister. I'll take good care of her." "Good, that puts my mind at ease." Logan Morgan led Emily into her room, and it took several seconds for Sophia to snap out of her shock. "Mom!" Sophia hurried downstairs. "What's going on? Logan didn't like Emily before. Why would he suddenly let her move in?" Grace sneered, "Do you remember the million dollars Emily asked for? She used that money to get Taylor's company to hire Logan as a designer. Now Logan feels very important, so he sees Emily as a savior." Sophia's face turned pale. "How long is Emily going to stay here?" "Judging by her actions, she won't leave easily," Grace sighed. "Sophia, brace yourself. Emily's revenge is coming." Honestly, if it were just Emily, Sophia wouldn't be so afraid. She had plenty of ways to ruin someone, but behind Emily was that mysterious masked man. He was not easy to deal with. Upstairs, Logan Morgan's voice suddenly rang out, "Grace, add a dish of black truffle for dinner. Emily wants to eat it."