Emily was taken aback by his words. Before, she might have felt shy or happy about such a statement, but today, happiness was beyond her reach. She was almost six months pregnant, and today was the first time she learned where the father of her child's company was. Bryden continued, "Emily, my brother is truly an extraordinary man. He's my role model. To be honest, I don't even respect my father as much as I respect my brother. Although my mother can be difficult, my brother loves you so much that he'll definitely protect you well. You don't need to worry too much." "Do you really think he loves me?" "Of course!" Bryden was taken aback by her question. "Isn't it obvious how much my brother cares for you? Emily, I have told you before, he's liked you for many years. When you got married, he was devastated. I've never seen him so downcast." Emily asked, "Sorry to ask, but did he ever tell you that the woman he's liked for many years is me?" Bryden froze, pausing for a long moment. His fingers tightened and then relaxed on the steering wheel. "Who else could it be? All these years, you've been the only woman around him. There's no way it could be someone else," Bryden said confidently. "Emily, have you been listening to someone else's rumors? Some people are just bad, spreading lies and causing trouble. My brother is determined once he makes a decision. Besides, in all of New York, there's no one else who could captivate him like you." Bryden's words were so sure. Emily almost believed him, if not for the phone call she made today. "Bryden, what exactly does your brother do?" Bryden looked puzzled. "He never told you? That doesn't seem right." Emily shook her head. Bryden immediately explained, "He must have his reasons. You're pregnant, and he wants you to think less about these things. You need to stay in a good mood; he can handle everything else. He's thinking about you and the baby." "Hmm.""But if you want to know, I can tell you. My brother started in finance, and after making money, he began investing. He's invested in several companies, all of which are now Fortune 500 companies. There's real estate, entertainment, jewelry, and luxury goods—it's quite diverse, and even I don't fully understand it. Just know that all his investments have been profitable. Not a single one has lost money. For this alone, everyone on Wall Street respects him!" Emily smiled at his exaggeration. "I always knew he was amazing, but I didn't know he was this amazing." Once Bryden started talking about his brother, he had a lot to say. "He's more than amazing! He's like a god! In the investment industry, a return rate of 30% is considered excellent, but my brother has a 100% return rate! I doubt anyone will break that record for hundreds of years. Unfortunately, he's very low-key, never accepting interviews from TV or online media. To reduce exposure, he rarely even goes to the company. He gives instructions remotely, and his assistant carries them out. So, no one has seen his true face all these years." Emily asked, "Have you seen his face?" "Uh..." Bryden scratched his head. "I saw him once when I was six. Since my brother always wears a mask and rarely comes home, I haven't had many chances to see him. I heard from my dad that he has a burn scar on his face, which has had a big psychological impact on him. So, he's worn a mask for many years. But it doesn't matter. A man relies on his skills, not his face. He's not in the entertainment industry; his abilities come first. And with his build and demeanor, if he didn't have that scar, he'd be more handsome than any celebrity." Emily believed that. When they were intimate, she had seen the uncovered lower half of his face by moonlight. He had a high nose bridge and a sharp jawline. Just his lower face was already handsome. "Emily, you and my brother are getting married soon. Don't let small misunderstandings cause problems. I'm looking forward to your baby." Emily smiled. "I hope so too." But this time, she had a bad feeling. This wasn't a small misunderstanding; it felt like a coming storm. Bryden parked the car steadily in front of the apartment. When Emily opened the door, she thanked him, "Thank you for bringing me back." "No need to thank me; we're family." Emily smiled without saying anything and stood on the sidewalk to bid him farewell. "Drive safely." Olivia wasn't home today; she must have gone to work.Emily took out the spare key and unlocked the door. The living room was a mess. Snack bags and fruit peels were everywhere. Olivia could be quite willful at times. Emily sighed, called Meggie, and then started tidying up. Half an hour later, she was done. She had worked up a sweat and sat on the sofa to rest. With some free time, she went over everything that had happened in the past few days and became more convinced of her thoughts. Mr. Satan must indeed be angry. He had been so good to her, and she doubted his sincerity. He must be feeling hurt too. As for the woman on the phone, maybe she was just someone sitting next to him in the cinema? Her voice might have been picked up by the phone accidentally. Since Mr. Satan had chosen to marry her, she shouldn't doubt him. This was her mistake; she had hurt his feelings. She should be the one to apologize. Thinking this, Emily dialed Mr. Satan's number. The phone rang once and was quickly answered. Emily felt happy. He must have been waiting for her call, right? She called out his favorite name for her, "Honey..." "Who is this?" Emily froze. The voice was a woman's.