“Don’t be so confident. Men are good at deception. Are you sure he’ll trouble Emily?” Sophia replied, “He should. I cried my heart out on the phone, telling him how Emily abused me. He was furious. I think it should be fine.” Grace asked, “When did you call him?” “Seven hours ago,” Sophia said. “It’s nighttime in Germany now. Gangsters operate at night. I’m just waiting for news. If he doesn’t act, I’ll call and provoke him again. Emily is only in Germany for a week. We can’t miss this chance. Mom, what do you think?” Grace didn’t object. She thought for a moment and then instructed, “Does Emily know about your relationship with him?” “No, how could she know? If she did, she wouldn’t have given me money for my education.” “That’s good,” Grace said. “Let’s wait. If he can handle it, great. If not… I have other ways.” Just then, Logan pushed open the door and came in, his face dark and brooding. “Grace, come with me.” Grace smiled, “Logan, it’s only 2 PM. Why are you back so early?” Logan didn’t answer, noticing Sophia in the living room. His face turned even more sour. “What are you two plotting again? Are you trying to set up Emily again?” Grace’s smile stiffened. “What are you talking about? I’m her stepmother. Even if I’m upset that Emily made you lose face, I wouldn’t intentionally do anything to her!” “Enough with the act, Grace. I’m giving you face in front of Sophia. Come to the bedroom; we need to talk.” With that, Logan marched into the bedroom. The situation didn’t look good. Grace signaled to Sophia, “Quick, record this.” “Huh? Oh, okay…” Sophia turned on her phone’s recording function and hid in the kitchen corner, just one wall away from the master bedroom.Logan stood by the window, his back to the door, radiating anger. “Logan,” Grace pushed the door open, “is there a problem at work?” Logan exhaled heavily. “Grace, are you still in touch with Mrs. Norman?” Grace hesitated for a moment, then smiled. “I get along well with Mrs. Norman, so we occasionally talk on the phone. Not often. If you don’t like it, I’ll stop contacting her.” Logan sneered, turning around. “Did you tell Mrs. Norman that Emily and Nathan were married?” Grace bit her lip. How could he know? She only told Mrs. Norman. Did Mrs. Norman spill the beans? Mandy promised she wouldn’t betray her! Grace forced a smile. “I’m getting older. Honestly, I don’t remember clearly…” “Did you or didn’t you!?” Logan grabbed an ashtray and smashed it to the ground. “Ahhh—” The ashtray hit Grace’s foot, causing her to scream in pain, tears streaming down her face. She squatted on the ground, unable to get up. Through tear-blurred eyes, she saw a pair of leather shoes stop in front of her. Logan’s voice came from above, like a hammer striking her head. “I know you’ve always disliked Emily. But did you think about me when you sabotaged her marriage to Mr. Norman? Emily is my daughter. If she became a rich lady, my future would be much smoother! If she’s rejected by the Norman family, I’ll suffer too!” Grace, having just been scolded by Mrs. Norman and now reprimanded by Logan, felt her anger rising. How dare he hit her? “Logan, I’ve been married to you for so many years, always putting you first! How have I wronged you for you to treat me like this?” “You’re my wife. A wife should put her husband first. You’re just doing your duty. You think you deserve credit? I pamper you outside to save face, but you should know I’m your everything! If my interests are harmed, you’re finished too!” Grace suddenly sneered. “Logan, are you planning to acknowledge Emily as your daughter now? I gave birth to Herry! Are you hitting me for her?”“Her marriage to Mr. Norman is set. Alex has approved, and Meggie is happy. Why did you sabotage it? If Emily joins the Norman family, she can help if Sophia wants to marry a rich man! Can’t you understand? Do you know what Mr. Taylor said to me today?” “What did Mr. Taylor say?” “He called me a coward who’s afraid of his wife! My daughter is promising, but my wife is holding me back! He humiliated me in front of so many people!” Grace snorted, supporting herself on the bed as she slowly stood up. “Face, always about face. Logan, you know your design skills. Without Lisa’s designs, could you be Mr. Morgan today?” Logan’s face turned black. “Shut up.” “Logan, if you’ve forgotten, let me remind you. You stole Lisa’s designs. You took her work, submitted it, and won the gold medal! Lisa probably never knew that you used her from the start to get her designs!” Logan trembled with anger. “Grace! What are you trying to do?!” “What am I trying to do? Heh,” Grace chuckled. “Logan, I’ve endured enough over the years. If I tell Emily this, do you think she’ll still recognize you as her father? You used her mother’s designs to achieve your success, then cruelly abandoned her. You even had me find Emma to kill her, so your theft wouldn’t be exposed. Logan, I remember everything. If you push me, we’ll go to hell together.”