"So, you abandoned us?" "Us?" Logan shot her a cold glance. "Get it straight, your mother and I were together for over twenty years. As for you? You’re just a security guard’s daughter. When you were Nathan’s wife, I could temporarily acknowledge you as my daughter. But now, who are you? Your reputation is ruined. Why would I want any association with you?" Sophia let out a bitter laugh. "Yes, you’re Mr. Morgan now, and I’m the s.lut everyone hates." "Have you seen the news?" Sophia lowered her head, closing her eyes wearily. "How much does Vincent love Emily? Those photos took me a lot of effort to find, but he found them all in one night. For Emily, he really spares no effort." "Really?" Logan's face showed a hint of pleasure. The better Vincent treated Emily, the happier Logan was. Logan understood Emily's soft nature. As long as he could evoke her emotions and make her abandon her hatred, she would acknowledge him as her father. With Vincent’s love for Emily, Logan’s future would be secure. Moreover, by riding the coattails of the Norman family, Herry’s future would also be assured. "Mr. Morgan, can you lend me some money?" Logan frowned. "I don’t have any money to lend you." Just now, when Logan paid, Sophia clearly saw a thick wad of hundred-dollar bills in his wallet! He just didn’t want to lend her any! To please Emily, he wanted to sever ties with Sophia! "You..." Suddenly, the light in front of Sophia was blocked by a shadow. Sophia squinted, startled. "Emily? What are you doing here?" Emily’s body had become more voluptuous, and she looked in good spirits, a stark contrast to the weary Sophia. Looking down at Sophia, Emily’s tone was indifferent. "Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that? You acknowledge Mr. Morgan as your father. William has nothing to do with you anymore, so what right do you have to live in William’s house?" Sophia understood then; Emily wasn’t going to let her go. Using the wall for support, Sophia stood up, glaring directly at Emily. Today, Emily was wearing a white coat, the latest Chanel design. Last month, Sophia had seen this coat in a magazine and planned to order it, but then everything fell apart, and she was thrown out. And now, the coat she liked was on Emily. How could she swallow this humiliation? "Blood ties can’t be severed! I am William’s biological daughter in this life! I have the right to live here!" "Oh, really?" Emily’s lips curled into a smile. "Mr. Morgan, did you hear that? She never considered you her father. Are you still sure you want to help her?" Logan knew better than to jeopardize his own position. Before Emily could even finish her sentence, he had already moved to stand beside her, distancing himself from Sophia. "Emily, you are my biological daughter. I will only help you." Emily cast a sharp glance at him. "Did you know I was coming here today, so you came too?" Logan Morgan froze. Emily’s eyes moved away indifferently. "When you left with Grace all those years ago, abandoning my mother who was risking her life to give birth to me... You must have loved Grace very much. So, even though you two are divorcing, you can’t bear to part with her and came here to find her?" "No, Emily, you misunderstand. I just..." Emily raised her hand, cutting off his pointless explanation. "You don’t need to report your actions to me, nor do I want to hear them. Your love with Grace is your business. None of that concerns me." "Emily, I came today to finalize the divorce with Grace! Look, I even brought the divorce papers. As long as she signs, we’ll have no more ties. Emily, how about we visit your mother’s grave together later? It’s been so many years, I should go see her too." "No need. You’re not worthy." Emily rejected him outright. "I came here to tell you, this house belongs to William. None of you are allowed to live here, especially you, Sophia. If I find out you’re occupying this house again, I’ll make sure you end up in jail."Sophia was furious. "What right do you have? This is my father’s place. What reason do you have to kick me out?" Emily replied, "You are William’s daughter. In consideration of William, I’m letting you off today. But remember, you only have this one chance. Next time, we’ll meet in prison." "Emily, don’t think that just because you married Vincent you can do whatever you want! I haven’t committed any crime. You can’t put me in jail!" Emily sneered. "Well, too bad. Being married to Vincent means I can do whatever I want. If you don’t believe me, try me." She turned to look at Logan, who hadn’t spoken, "Mr. Morgan, what do you say?" "Of course, I’m on your side, Emily. Whatever you say goes." Emily continued, "This isn’t your place either. You took William’s wife and now you come to his house. Do you have any shame?" Logan nodded. "You’re right, Emily. I’ll call Grace right away. I’ll meet her outside and get her to sign the divorce papers." "And Herry," Emily said, "you two figure out the custody arrangement." Logan agreed, "Herry is my son after all. He must stay with me. Emily, Herry is your biological brother. No matter what his mother is like, he’s still a child..." Emily didn’t want to listen anymore. She pointed to the exit, "Get out." "Emily, you..." "Don’t make me repeat myself." Logan hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and left. "Fine, I know you can’t accept me right now, but it’s okay. We are blood-related father and daughter. Take care of yourself." Logan left, and Sophia was still sitting on the ground. Emily walked closer, her heels clicking sharply on the concrete. "Sophia," Emily’s voice came from above, cold and stern, "I will settle the score between us, one by one. What you owe me, what you owe William, you won’t escape any of it!"