Emily stopped talking and quietly sat aside, watching the doctor treat Herry's facial wounds. She maintained a calm demeanor, which barely reassured Logan. Grace wanted to argue further, but Logan's firm grip on her shoulder reminded her not to cause a scene in public, so she held her tongue. "Are Herry's parents here?" the nurse shouted from the corridor. Logan gave Grace a deep look, seemingly a warning, then turned and replied, "Yes, I'm Herry's father." "Oh, he said he needs to use the restroom. Can you take him?" "Sure, sure. Is his facial wound fully treated?" "Yes, it's all taken care of. You did the right first aid immediately, so his injury isn't serious. He still feels some pain, but he's fine now. He'll need to take anti-inflammatory medication for the next month and be careful to avoid infection for a full recovery." Logan smiled with relief, "Thank you." "No need to thank me, it's our job. You should thank the person who administered the first aid." Logan nodded repeatedly, "I will." Herry, now tearful and subdued, was taken to the restroom by Logan without uttering a word. "You've truly surprised me," Grace's voice came from behind, "Your scheming is deep, Emily. If your mother had been half as cunning as you, she might not have died so early." Emily felt a pang in her heart, "No one is born cunning, not even you. If you hadn't schemed to marry Logan Morgan, how could you have lived like a slave for over twenty years?" Grace scoffed, her gaze full of disdain, "So you're saying we're essentially the same kind of person?" "No, we're not. You harm others to achieve your goals, while I only retaliate against my enemies. I won't hurt innocent people; I even save them, like Herry. Today, I could have ignored him, let his face be completely disfigured, ruin his life, but I saved him." "You think I should thank you?" Emily chuckled, "I can't afford your thanks. Who knows if your gratitude would come with a sting."They stared at each other, their eyes blazing with hidden fire, but outwardly they remained calm, even displaying courtesy. The battle had just begun. On the way home, Emily sat in the passenger seat, Grace held Herry in the back. Logan drove, his expression complex. Today's events had planted a seed in his heart. He had calmed down and thought carefully. If Emily hadn't harmed Herry, only one person remained. "Darling, I'll sleep with Herry for the next few days. He's still a child and must be really scared today..." Logan glanced at her through the rearview mirror, saying nothing. Usually, if Logan didn't respond, it meant he was angry. "Let Sophia move out tomorrow," he said. Grace was taken aback, "Tomorrow? Why?" "Why?" Logan's face darkened, "She showed up in Emily's room with a bottle of sulfuric acid at midnight, trying to attack her. I can't keep such a daughter in my house." Grace's face turned pale. She cursed Sophia a thousand times in her heart. This brainless woman, why did she act on her own? She could have hired a thug to throw acid at Emily outside, why do it at home? "Dear, Sophia was probably just heartbroken. She's loved Nathan for so long, they were about to get married, and he was seduced and canceled the wedding. She's hurting!" "Seduced?" Logan's grip on the steering wheel tightened, "Who seduced Nathan? Nathan and Emily have been married for four years. When exactly did Sophia get involved with Nathan? As soon as Nathan separated from Emily, he announced he would marry Sophia, and she's already pregnant. Don't tell me Sophia didn't know he was married. Didn't she know Nathan was her brother-in-law?" A seed of loathing for Sophia had already taken root in Logan's heart. It would grow into a tree. His hatred for Sophia would only increase. At their first meeting, Logan thought Sophia was an innocent girl. Though Sophia is not his daughter, he heard she had a tough life. As her stepfather and a public figure, he had to maintain a good reputation, so he always cared for Sophia. But recent events made him realize his stepdaughter was violent and not very bright. She could cause trouble in the future, harming his reputation.And she had tried to harm his son with acid. Whether intentional or not, she had crossed his line. "Grace, you should also distance yourself from Sophia. That girl has the bad genes of the poor. Their hearts are wicked. Lisa was like that. Isn't Sophia's biological father still alive? Let Sophia connect with him more." He was ready to sever ties with Sophia completely. Emily listened quietly, not saying a word. She was best at inciting events and striking at the right moment. Mr. Satan had taught her this. It was a hunter's instinct. Arguments and fights don't solve problems. Tigers bite their prey's neck directly. "Dear..." "Enough, I've decided, no more changes," Logan Morgan's impatience cut Grace off. "But where will Sophia go? She's pregnant, at least give her some time to find a place." Emily spoke, "Her father's old house has been empty. She's his daughter, it's right for her to inherit his house. It's natural for her to live there."