Emily chuckled, "She hasn't even realized she's the future Mrs. Parker. How could she think comprehensively?" Amanda laughed, "You're right." At the celebration party, everyone drank a bit too much. Especially a few male staff members, who started draping arms around each other and lamenting about their hardships for the concert. "I lost seven or eight pounds!" "My hair’s half gone!" "My girlfriend broke up with me..." Indeed, the last statement was the most severe. The others patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "Bro, if you really like her, go get her back! There's nothing much to do here in Berlin now. We’ll cover for you. Go apologize and win her back." Lucas heard this too and said, "You should go. I don't need you for the next few days. This is more important." Emily sipped her juice slowly. It was only now she realized that the one who lost his girlfriend was Lucas's assistant. He had helped her with her luggage once, though Mr. Satan took over after arriving. She had a good impression of this assistant; he was cheerful and helpful. Amanda nudged her, "Emily, do you want to go back with him?" Emily was tempted, "Can I?" "I'm the boss. If I say you can, you can," Amanda said. "I'll cover your ticket. Discuss the timing with him and book your tickets. You can head back first." Emily nodded, "Thanks, Amanda." "Can you stop being so formal with me?" At that moment, her phone rang again. Amanda teased, "Is it your fiancé again?"Emily chuckled, glancing at her phone. It was an unfamiliar number, but from New York. Could it be Meggie? "It's not him," Emily said. "Amanda, I'll step out to take this call." "Go ahead, don't go too far." Emily walked outside the hotel, finding a corner. She answered the call. "Hello?" "Emily! You shameless b.itch, you low-life without parents! Why don't you go jump off a building? You should get hit by a car, crushed into meat paste, and turned into garbage! Emily, you will die a horrible death!!!" The vicious curses shocked Emily. She frowned. She recognized the voice. It was someone familiar, though they hadn't been in touch for a while. It was her ex-mother-in-law, Carol. Taking a deep breath, Emily sneered, "You'll be disappointed then. Not only won't I jump, but I'll live very well." "Don't you get smug with me! I know you're marrying into the Norman family. Let me tell you, Emily, you won't get married! You ruined our family, turned Nathan into a poor man. I will never let you off! I wish I could cut your stomach open and dig out your heart to see if it's black!" So, she knew about her engagement to Mr. Satan and called to vent her anger. Emily couldn't help but laugh, "Then I'll wait for you. If you have the guts, come now." "You think I won't? I have nothing left. Our company is gone, our house auctioned, our savings frozen. Even Nathan is missing. I fear nothing now; at worst, we die together." Emily nodded, "Fine. Need the address?" "If you’re not afraid of death, tell me!" "I'm outside the Parsen Hotel in Berlin, by the third lamppost. If you want to find me, hurry. Berlin nights are cold; don't keep me waiting."Carol fell silent. Emily knew her well after four years. Carol was a classic bully, fierce in words but cowardly inside. She would bark orders at home, relying on her status as a mother-in-law, but she was timid at heart. She seemed fierce cursing, but in a real confrontation, she wouldn't dare. Emily said, "Do you have more to say? If not, I'll hang up." "Don't hang up! I'm not done cursing you, Emily, you can't hang up, got it?" "Fine, I won't. Continue." "Emily, you pest, you little bastard..." Emily turned the phone's volume to mute, put it back in her bag, and returned to the party. Amanda waved her over, "Was it something from home?" Emily shook her head, "No, just a sales call." "Oh, there are so many sales calls these days. Our personal information is so leaked. Many salespeople know my number; it's annoying. But with my job, I must answer unknown numbers. Missing an important call would be a big problem." Emily smiled gently, agreeing. She glanced in her bag; the phone screen was still on, the call ongoing. It didn't bother her. Her phone had 80% battery. Carol could keep cursing for hours, but she wouldn't hear. However... Carol was making an international call. Emily blinked and zipped her bag closed, letting Carol continue her rant. The celebration lasted until 2:30 AM. Most people were drunk, but their rooms were upstairs. They helped each other to the elevator and back to their rooms. Amanda hadn't drunk. She had to stay alert, ready for any emergencies. "You guys get Lucas back to his room. I need to go out to meet someone.""Sure, Amanda, don't worry." Amanda looked troubled and a bit anxious. Emily helped her gather her things, "Amanda, is something wrong?" "Nothing major," Amanda said. "Just something that can be solved with money, but I need to go." "But it's 2:30 AM. Is it safe for you to go alone..." Amanda's expression darkened, "It's fine. I've handled this many times; I have experience."