"Why aren't you saying anything?" His voice was anxious, "Is something wrong?" Emily replied, "I'm fine, Mr. Satan. I just... miss you." Mr. Satan's breathing became audible over the phone. His breathing quickened. His voice changed as well, "Emily, are you giving up? If you say yes, I'll take you away immediately." Emily did want to leave with him. Life with Mr. Satan was fulfilling and happy. She cooked every day, looking forward to the birth of her baby. Mr. Satan would help solve any problems. They love each other, and her life is peaceful and joyful. But... "I need to find out the truth about my mother's death. I want to make sure the bad guys pay for what they've done!" Mr. Satan let out a soft "hmm": "After all these years, you're still the stubborn and undefeated Emily." "...I'm not that stubborn. I'm actually very weak. I even put up with Carol for four years..." "You're not weak, you're kind," Mr. Satan said. "You respect your elders and don't want to confront them. But you need to understand, there are good people and bad people in this world. Among the bad people, there are also elders and children. Not all elders are kind and gentle, at least not your father, and not Carol." Emily gave a bitter smile, "Bad people have feelings too, but they only put them on a few people. Logan was ruthless to me and my mother, but he cared deeply for Herry. He even had some affection for Sophia. And Carol... she really spoiled Nathan." "Spoiled?" "Yes, she only had one son. Her husband died early, so she cherished Nathan and spoiled him into a domineering and unreasonable person." "Compared to Jackson, who is more domineering?" "They're different," Emily said. "Jackson is proud but reasonable and upright. Nathan is different; he's very selfish. He wants to flirt with me but won't let go of Sophia because she can help him gain favor with Logan Morgan. Jackson would never do such a thing."Mr. Satan switched the phone to his other hand, "Emily, my people saw Jackson while monitoring Emma in France. Jackson visited Emma's clinic more than once." Emily was shocked, "What?!" "It's not yet certain if they know each other or what their relationship is. My people are investigating, but it will take some time," Mr. Satan said. "I've interacted with Jackson. He doesn't seem like a bad person. My gut tells me that he might also be investigating your infertility accusations. So he found Emma." Emily was even more stunned. A few days ago, Olivia mentioned Jackson. She only knew he had gone abroad, but it turned out he was investigating Emma... Knock, knock, knock! There was a knocking sound. Herry's voice shouted from outside, "Stop talking! I want to sleep!" If Herry couldn't sleep, Logan would be angry. Emily quickly lowered her voice, "Let's not talk now. You... go rest in the car for a while." Mr. Satan heard Herry's voice through the phone and nodded, "Hmm, okay." After hanging up, Emily hurried back to bed, lying quietly without making a sound. Soon, Herry went back to sleep. She sighed in relief. It was still dark, and she closed her eyes to go back to sleep. Half-asleep, she suddenly sensed a shadow flash before her eyes. She had always been a light sleeper and woke up instantly. Her bedroom door was locked, and several pieces of furniture blocked it. This person couldn't have come in through the door. If not the door, then the only remaining passage was the window. She always left the window open, neither closing nor locking it. At this moment, the only person who could climb into her bedroom through the window was Sophia. Their bedrooms were adjacent, connected by a shared balcony. It was easy for Sophia to come to her room.Emily pretended to sleep, listening intently. Sure enough, there were faint sounds by the window. Emily held her breath, estimating Sophia's distance from her by sound. Suddenly, Emily sat up, quickly got out of bed, and stood by the bed. In the dim light, Sophia was holding a bottle filled with a transparent liquid. She was about to approach the bed but was startled by Emily's sudden movement. Taking advantage of her distraction, Emily quickly moved the sofa blocking the door, creating a gap. Screech— The sound of the sofa legs scraping the floor was loud and grating. "You didn't sleep?" Sophia calmed down, smiling venomously. Emily leaned against the door, watching her warily, "What are you trying to do?" "What am I trying to do? You ate my black truffle, tried to seduce Nathan to break off our engagement, made me look ugly in front of the media, and made everyone laugh at me... Emily, you owe me too much. I'm going to make you pay with your face." Emily understood. Sophia wanted to disfigure her! The transparent liquid in Sophia's bottle was probably acid. "Do you think disfiguring me will restore your image?" Emily chuckled. "Everyone will remember your ugly side. No one can save you." "You..." Sophia shook the bottle gently, then lunged at Emily, "I'll make you uglier than me!!!!" Splash— The transparent liquid was thrown at Emily's face. But at that moment, things changed. The loud noise of moving the sofa woke Herry. He angrily pushed Emily's door, intending to teach her a lesson, only to be hit by the liquid. Emily dodged, and the liquid splashed all over Herry's face and body. In the next second, the cold liquid turned excruciatingly hot, causing unbearable pain."Ahhhhh! It hurts! Help, mom, save me! Dad, help me!" Herry's screams shattered the quiet night. Sophia tried to run, but Emily kicked her in the leg, making her fall forward with a thud.