In the familiar room 2307, Emily found a long-lost sense of security. To be precise, it was Mr. Satan’s warm embrace that made her feel so protected. She snuggled against his shoulder, relishing the feeling of being safe. “Emily.” “Yeah?” Mr. Satan sat down on the sofa with her on his lap, gently combing a few strands of her hair with his fingers. “How are you feeling?” Emily, holding onto his neck, felt sleepy. “...I should be okay.” “Should be?” “Here,” she pressed on her chest. “It still hurts a bit. You’re right, anger and resentment only feel better when let out.” Mr. Satan chuckled softly, tapping her nose. “You were fierce today, almost putting a hole in Emma’s head.” Emily shrank into his arms. “...You know about that?” “I told you, I know everything about you.” “Mr. Satan, sometimes I really suspect you have a camera on me, watching live broadcasts all the time.” Mr. Satan shifted her in his arms and laughed. “If the law and you allowed it, I think it’s a good idea. At least then I could count how many times Jackson held your hand today.” Emily quickly raised her head and explained, “He wasn’t holding my hand; my hand was injured…” “Okay,” Mr. Satan patted her head gently. “I know.” Emily hugged him tightly. “I also know you’re not that petty.” “Then you’ve got me wrong. I’m notoriously petty. If someone owes me, I’ll make sure to get it back. If someone harms me, I’ll return it tenfold, a hundredfold.” Emily nodded. “You’re talking about… the thing you need to resolve, right?” “Yes,” Mr. Satan responded quickly.“I didn’t mean to pry into your secrets. I just don’t understand. With your powerful background and immense wealth, anyone who offends you wouldn’t have a good end. Why have you waited so many years to take revenge?” Mr. Satan was silent. Emily said, “Forget it. You don’t have to answer. I was just asking casually. It’s only three days. I can wait.” “Emily.” “Hmm?” “I don’t want to lie to you,” Mr. Satan kissed the top of her head. “I can only tell you this. They once hurt the most important person to me. I could end them quickly, but I also want them to taste pain, to quench my anger.” The most important person? “Is this about your biological parents? Did they harm your parents?” “No,” Mr. Satan’s voice was deep and heavy. “They hurt the woman I love the most.” Emily’s body stiffened. She suddenly remembered that Mr. Satan had mentioned before that he once had a woman he deeply loved, but she was married, and they could never be together. Then he turned to Emily. But… Bryden said Mr. Satan loved her all the time. Emily couldn’t distinguish which information was true or false. She had felt an impulse to ask Mr. Satan directly about the woman he loved, to know if it was her. But every time the words were on the tip of her tongue, she couldn’t say them. Then she got lost in Mr. Satan’s gentleness, not wanting to think about it anymore. Ultimately, she was too weak, afraid to hear the truth. The truth... Emily trembled slightly. Mr. Satan noticed immediately and hugged her tighter. “Are you cold?” Emily shook her head. “I’m just scared.”“Scared of what?” “I’m scared of the truth.” Mr. Satan took her hand in his, covering it with his palm. “Don’t be afraid. How do you want to avenge your mother? Tell me, and I’ll help you achieve it.” Emily bit her lip, thinking for a while, then asked, “How is Emma now?” “Allen Parker is handling it. There should be news soon,” Mr. Satan reassured her. “Don’t worry, Emily. I’m here. In three days, we’ll register our marriage, and you’ll be my wife.” Returning from Germany and meeting Emma today, Emily was utterly exhausted. She took a bath and let Mr. Satan dry her hair, then fell asleep. Half-awake, she seemed to hear Mr. Satan’s phone ringing. He gently put her under the covers and quietly went to the balcony to answer. “Hello?” “Don’t worry, Emma’s fine. Her wound looks scary, but the doctor said she won’t die.” Mr. Satan responded, “Thanks, bro.” Allen Parker was still in the hospital. The background was noisy, and he lowered his voice. “Emily’s blow was really hard. Emma needed over thirty stitches. When I arrived, there was blood everywhere, and Emma was unconscious. I was afraid Emily might have killed her, making things difficult.” Mr. Satan lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and exhaled white smoke. “It’s fine if she did. People like her will die sooner or later.” Allen Parker quickly said, “I understand Emily’s extreme anger, but you need to stay calm. We’re at the final stage. Nathan bet everything on a bank loan. You’re close to making him lose everything and end up on the streets with his hateful mother! You need to stay clear-headed now. Once this is over, you and Emily can start your life together.” “I know,” Mr. Satan took another puff, coughing from the cold wind. “But… you know, the closer we get to this, the more uneasy I feel.” “Why uneasy? Haven’t you been waiting for this moment? To remove the mask, face Emily with your true self, and openly be Vincent?” “I’m scared.”Allen Parker teased, “Simon, this is the first time I’ve heard you say ‘scared’.” “I’m not lying. I’m really scared,” Mr. Satan said. “I’m afraid Emily will find out I’m Simon Reed, Nathan’s brother. I don’t know how she’ll react. Will she leave me in anger, or will she be willing to put aside all hatred and stay with me?”