"Exactly," Logan interjected, "Her father has a house; she can stay there." Grace gritted her teeth, "At least give her a few days to pack." Logan wanted Sophia to move out immediately. She could stay in a hotel for a few days. However, he feared Sophia would damage his reputation, so he reluctantly nodded, "Let her stay a few more days, until she's ready to move out." Loganpaused, then turned to Emily, "Do you have any objections?" Emily gave a bitter smile, "Do I get to have any?" "She did try to harm you," Logan sighed, "Sophia seems like a completely different person now. I used to think she was gentle. How could she suddenly become so violent, even daring to throw acid at someone? I'm very disappointed." Emily spoke softly, "People don't change overnight. Sometimes, we only see what they want us to see. If we don't interact with them closely, we might believe they are the persona they present." There was a hidden meaning in her words, and Logan caught on. "I'll make sure you get justice." "I don't need any justice," Emily smiled, "I'm already grateful you took me in. As for Sophia... Our conflict is personal and has nothing to do with you. It won't interfere with your cooperation with the Taylor family, so don't worry about that." Logan had been waiting for this reassurance. "You're a reasonable person." Emily smiled. Her plan was proceeding smoothly, which was great. Grace, realizing she couldn't change the situation, chose to retreat for now, "Emily, I apologize for misunderstanding you today. I was just worried about Herry, so I was in a hurry. Please don't hold a grudge against me..." Here she goes again. Emily truly felt that if the Oscars didn't give Grace a Best Actress award, it would be a waste of her acting skills. Playing along, Emily continued the act, "You're too kind. Any mother would be upset seeing their child hurt. You care about Herry, and I understand. It's me who was wrong. What I said at the hospital was inappropriate. Even if you lack common sense, I shouldn't have contradicted you publicly."Grace sneered, "Emily, you're a kind and good child. If only Sophia were half as sensible as you..." "Sophia isn't inherently bad; she just has a strong jealousy. But as her sister, you should be more tolerant." Grace wants to compete with her who's the better actor? Emily will be acting with her. Logan had worried Emily might make a fuss about Grace's misunderstanding, but she forgave Grace instead. Her reasonableness and politeness made Logan like her even more. Both were daughters, but while Sophia threw acid at someone, Emily saved Herry and even facilitated the cooperation with the Taylor family. Logan's favor was slowly tipping towards Emily. Soon, they arrived home. Emily went upstairs to shower and sleep, while Grace took Herry upstairs to his room. Logan slept in the master bedroom on the first floor. The room was dark, with acid marks still visible on the door, corroding the wood. Emily carefully closed and locked the door. She took out her phone, which showed an unread message from Satan. "The acid came from Pine Tree Chemical Store. It's at 20 Hill Road. Sophia bought it at 12:30 PM today. The street cameras captured her license plate." Emily put away her phone and lay on the bed. Sophia had bought the acid at noon. At noon, she didn't know Emily would be staying at Morgan's house. She had prepared it early, intending to disfigure her. Sophia had planned this since her ugly photos were exposed. Disfigurement is serious physical harm, unlike removing makeup. Emily had never thought of harming Sophia, but Sophia was so malicious. Sophia bought acid to ruin her face but didn't expect Emily to move into the Morgan house, which pushed her to act sooner. Emily replied to Satan, "Are you still there?" He must have started investigating as soon as the incident occurred to find out where the acid came from so quickly. Satan replied promptly, "Yes." "Go to sleep; It'll be dawn soon." "I can't sleep." Emily pressed the phone to her heart, feeling its slight warmth. "You went to the hospital with me, didn't you?" "Yes." "Did anyone see your face?" "Yes." Emily's breath hitched. Did he... "Emily, I have scars on my face, but I don't care what others think of me. I wear the mask because I fear scaring you, fear you rejecting me." This fool. "I will never reject you." The moonlight was soft, and the streetlights had gone out. Emily placed her phone back on the nightstand and went to sleep. What is the happiest thing in the world? It's when the person you like happens to like you too. Your love has never been questioned, only filled with a sense of security. What does it matter if there are scars on the face? What Satan gave her far exceeded all the love she had ever received. That night, no one slept well. Grace woke up early to make breakfast for Logan and served him off to work. Emily also got up early. Today, Lucas had a variety show to attend. She had agreed to meet Amanda at the TV station entrance.When she arrived, she saw Olivia waiting at the entrance from a distance. "Emily, over here!"