This news visibly hurt Bryden. Although he continued to smile and show Emily around his home, his expression was completely different from before. He was no longer shy but appeared somewhat dejected and disappointed. Emily noticed the change in his mood. "Thank you, Mr. Norman. I think we should end the tour here. You must be very busy today, so I won't take up more of your time." Bryden was taken aback, shaking his head. "It's okay. Look, there is a garden. It belongs to my elder brother. It's incredibly beautiful. It would be a shame if you missed it. Let me show you." Bryden Norman led her to the rose garden where she had met Mr. Satan earlier. This was another entrance, different from the one she had used before. However, from this perspective, the garden was still breathtakingly beautiful. The roses were tall and blooming brilliantly, like a sunset sky, radiant and splendid. Bryden said, "My elder brother loves roses. He's been cultivating this garden for over ten years. He doesn't need a gardener. Every rose here was planted by him. Aren't they beautiful?" Emily breathed in the fragrant air, smiling. "Yes, they're truly beautiful." "Everyone who sees them says they are, but this place is my brother's sanctuary. He rarely allows others to enter," Bryden said. "Our father often urges him to get married. He says he'll marry when all these roses wither. But as you can see, how could such a vast sea of flowers ever wither?" Emily stopped walking. "Is your brother planning never to marry?" "Not exactly," Bryden sighed, somewhat helplessly. "My brother has a talent for business. His career is thriving. Everyone knows my father’s son is exceptional, and few in the United States can rival him in wealth. But I know he's not happy." "Because of the scar on his face?" "If it were only that, it would be easier. Modern medicine is advanced; if he wanted, he could have surgery to remove the scar. But he refuses. He says the scar is a memory he can't forget. But this rose garden has nothing to do with his scar. He planted these roses because of a woman. I know he’s always been in love with a woman." Emily's heart skipped a beat. She stayed silent, letting Bryden continue, "For some reason, the woman he loved got married. He was very heartbroken for a time. He drank every night and worked during the day, practically torturing himself. My parents were very worried, and Janet and I were concerned too. But nothing helped. He’s always had his own ideas, and our words of comfort meant little to him. It took him a long time to get back to a normal life." Bryden spoke a lot about Mr. Satan. Emily didn't interrupt, but Bryden could tell she was listening intently. He shared many stories about his brother and even expressed his confusion, "I just don't understand. What kind of woman could captivate my brother? Who did she marry? Is there a man better than my brother?" Emily reached out, touching a blooming rose gently, and said softly, "Maybe the woman didn't know your brother loved her when she got married." "That's possible," Bryden said. "My brother is very secretive and rarely socializes. Many people haven’t met him, only heard of him." Emily asked, "Does your brother wear a mask?" "No," Bryden Norman replied. "My brother doesn’t usually meet people. Ordinary people can’t see him; only close acquaintances do, so he doesn’t wear a mask." So that's it. Emily nodded. "Emily, are you interested in my brother?" Emily smiled, "Because he's very mysterious." "He is," Bryden laughed. "He hasn't stayed home for a long time. Last week he suddenly moved back, and my parents were surprised. But we could see he's been in a good mood lately. He often smiles at his phone, looking very silly, completely different from his usual serious self." Emily's smile widened. She thought of the messages Mr. Satan had sent her, which made her blush. So he also looked like a child when reading their messages. Emily suddenly found Mr. Satan's image much more endearing. Bryden chatted with Emily a bit more. Emily briefly shared her story. She was a full-time housewife before her divorce, then started working as a makeup artist, and now she’s Lucas's makeup artist. "Being a celebrity makeup artist must be hard. You're pregnant too. Can you manage?"Emily smiled, "My colleagues take good care of me. My work isn’t too strenuous; I can handle it." Bryden nodded, clenching and unclenching his fists. "Your husband... does he allow you to work? Doesn't he care about you?" Bryden found it hard to understand. Emily seemed gentle and frail, especially since she was pregnant. If he were Emily's husband, he wouldn't let her work. Emily said, "He's very supportive. My job is my passion. He supports whatever I want to do. But everything is under his control. If I encounter any trouble, he’s there immediately..." "He must be an exceptional man." "Mm," Emily nodded, "He’s my and my baby's hero." As they left the rose garden, a few men called Bryden away. He awkwardly said goodbye to Emily, who waved and smiled. Young men had their own entertainment and socializing; she understood. And today she had gained a lot of information she cared about. Her phone vibrated. She received a message. [You enjoyed chatting with my brother?]