Everything was dealt with in less than ten minutes. Dylan came over to report that all of Sophia and Grace's belongings had been thrown out. Mr. Satan led Emily back into the house. The bedding on the bed had also been thrown out, leaving only a bare mattress. It was an old-fashioned bed. Once trendy, now it was nothing but decayed wood. "My mom’s things…" Emily looked a bit dejected. "Do they even exist anymore?" Mr. Satan examined the bed and then reached between the two layers of the mattress, pulling out several yellowed papers. The edges of the papers were frayed, giving them an aged appearance. Emily almost pounced on them immediately. "Emily, you should open them yourself." Emily was nervous, shaking her head. "No, my hands are trembling. I'm afraid I'll damage them. You open it..." Mr. Satan pulled her into his arms, holding her close. "Emily, don’t be afraid." "I..." "I’m here." His large hands carefully unfolded the paper. It was folded into a size as small as a palm. As Mr. Satan slowly flattened it out, it gradually revealed its original form. It was a design drawing. More accurately, it was a detailed and precise design drawing. The one Logan had stolen was a rough sketch, or a draft. But this one, with all its details and data, was perfectly calculated, much more comprehensive. Emily had a basic understanding of design, but Mr. Satan was an expert. He only glanced at it briefly, and his eyes sparkled with admiration."This is a genius work." That was his evaluation. Emily reached out to touch it. In the lower right corner of the drawing, a small line of text read: [Lisa, senior year handwork.] This time, it was her own handwriting. Her handwriting was neat and strong. "Emily, do you want Logan Morgan's reputation to be ruined?" Looking at the detailed design drawing in front of her, Emily nodded heavily. "I do." Mr. Satan carefully folded the drawing and put it away. "Okay, I'll help you." … Sophia was kicked out by Dylan's people along with the neighbors. She wasn’t even allowed to enter the neighborhood. Sophia was indignant and shouted, "This is illegal occupancy! I know the law! This is my father's house. I'm the heir! You have no right to kick me out!" A basin of water was poured out, drenching Sophia. "Oh, sorry, got you wet. But don’t worry, the water isn't poisonous; it won’t hurt you. Though it might smell a bit unpleasant..." A foul odor emanated from Sophia, causing everyone to cover their noses and step back several meters. Sophia was trembling with anger. "What did you pour on me?" The woman shrugged. "Nothing much, you know. Our facilities are old, the drains often get clogged, and I just cleaned the toilet..." "You...you..." Sophia pointed at the woman, trembling with rage, but couldn’t get a word out. The woman sneered. "Leave now. If you don’t go, more than one person will be dumping water on you." Sophia finally couldn’t take it anymore and shouted, "Why are you all siding with Emily? What kind of magic potion did she give you all? Why are you all helping her?""We stand for justice. We all saw how much Emily sacrificed for you. You know what you did. Everyone has a sense of right and wrong. If you do bad things, don’t expect anyone to side with you!" A woman's voice suddenly intervened. "What’s going on here?" The woman looked at the newcomer and sarcastically said, "Oh, look who’s back. Aren’t you living the high life now? Why are you still staying at your ex-husband’s house?" Grace, with a stern face, walked over to support Sophia. "I was only gone for a few hours, and you’ve caused trouble again?" Sophia felt utterly wronged. "I wouldn’t dare! Mom, these people are all siding with Emily, bullying us!" "Shut up!" Grace was more clear-headed than Sophia. Seeing so many people gathered to watch Sophia’s misfortune, it was clear they had ill intentions. There were only two of them. If things escalated, they would surely be at a disadvantage. "Let’s go home and discuss this." "Mom, we can’t go back! Emily won’t let us stay there. She and her people threw our things out and won’t let us step inside again!" Grace pondered for a moment after hearing this. "Mom, where else can we go..." Grace took a deep breath. "We can’t stay here anymore. We have to leave. Where is Herry?" "I don’t know. He was sleeping in the house earlier. But Logan came by, so he probably took Herry." Grace said, "I can’t worry about him right now. Let's go." "Wait—" The woman blocked their path, sneering with her chin up. "Listen up, both of you. Get as far away as possible and don’t come back, understand?" Sophia wanted to retort, but Grace held her back. "Understood."The woman snorted disdainfully. "Get lost."