Emily calmly replied, "My mother only gave birth to me; I don’t have a sister. I’m not sure who you’re talking about." "Are you pretending not to know?" "And you’re doing the same." With just a few words, Emily effortlessly deflected Chloe’s attempt at provocation. Chloe’s lips were painted a striking red, and when she curled them into a smile, it gave her an air of harshness. "You’ve changed now that you have powerful backing. Marrying into the Norman family has really boosted your confidence. You’ve developed quite the temper." "We’re all the same," Emily said calmly. "Allen Parker and Olivia’s wedding is coming up soon. All your efforts have been in vain." Chloe’s face paled. She clearly didn’t expect Emily to know about her attempts to seduce Allen Parker. Chloe had entered the entertainment industry with the goal of marrying into a wealthy family. Allen Parker had indeed been her target, but with Emily being away from the company recently, how did she find out? "You seem to know a lot?" Emily smiled faintly. "People don’t live in a vacuum; there are no real secrets. You should know that a so-called secret, once known by even one person, is destined never to remain a secret." Chloe’s expression turned fearful. "Was it Sophia who told you?" Only her staff and Sophia knew about this. Her staff needed to keep their jobs, so they were tight-lipped, leaving only Sophia. But how could Sophia possibly have told Emily... "Let me give you some advice: never trust human nature. Even if you treat someone sincerely, they might turn around and stab you in the back. I’ve been through that before, and you know the lesson well." Chloe’s expression shifted several times before she stormed out of the hall, furious. Ken rushed over from behind. "Why did Chloe leave? Daniel’s going to be heartbroken." Emily smiled. "She’s a big star; she’s very busy." "I figured someone of Chloe’s caliber wouldn’t really come to a party like this."Emily looked around. "Satan... I mean, your boss hasn’t come back yet?" Ken sighed. "He’s been back for a while; he’s been looking for you. Come on, I’ll take you to him. The boss went out of his way to buy you hot milk." When Emily returned to the corner, Mr. Satan was waiting for her. Seeing her return, Mr. Satan extended his hand, and Emily placed hers in his, leaning against his chest. "You two are just too sweet," Daniel groaned dramatically. "The woman I like just left. My youth is over." Ken laughed. "Your youth ended over ten years ago." "Shut up. I’m in a bad mood. I didn’t even get to give my rose to the beauty, and now she’s gone. My heart aches!" Mr. Satan sat down, pulling Emily into his lap, placing a warm bottle in her hands. "What’s this?" "You shouldn’t drink anything cold right now, including juice. I went to the convenience store and got you some hot milk." Emily was stunned. She’d seen that convenience store; it wasn’t exactly close. And with the weather so cold, how was the milk still warm? Mr. Satan took her hand and slipped it inside his suit, where it rested against his firm abdomen through the fabric. There was still a slight warmth lingering there. "You kept the milk warm like this?" "Yes," Mr. Satan said softly. "Try it." Emily took a sip. The milk was rich, creamy, and deliciously sweet. "It’s good." A gentle smile softened Mr. Satan’s features. "Drink more if you like it." The scene of the two of them cuddled together in sweetness was somewhat annoying to the many single men in the room.It wasn’t their affectionate actions that bothered them, but rather the way all the girls in the hall were now focused on Mr. Satan. Despite the mask on his face, his innate noble bearing and his tenderness toward Emily captivated the women’s attention. Ken couldn’t hold it in any longer and approached them. "Boss, ma’am, could you two possibly take a walk somewhere else?" Emily, still sipping her milk, swallowed quickly and asked, "Are we being a nuisance here?" Ken scratched his head awkwardly. "Not exactly; it’s just that the boss is too dazzling." Emily glanced around at the girls sneaking glances their way and immediately understood. "Alright, we’ll head out." Just as she was about to get up, Mr. Satan grabbed her wrist. His tone was gentle yet helpless. "Slow down; you still have milk on your lips..." "Oh..." Emily instinctively tried to lick it off. But… She felt something warm and moist… It was his lips. Mr. Satan kissed, gently sucking the milk off the corner of her mouth, looking at her with a smile. Emily’s face turned red as she grabbed his hand and hurried out. Ken and Daniel were left dumbfounded. Ken asked, "Daniel, did you smell that?" "Smell what?" "The scent of love." "It’s more than just a scent—I can’t even breathe anymore." Ken sniffled, feeling touched. "I want a sweet romance, too.""But you’re neither as handsome as the boss nor as rich as him." Ken blinked. "Have you seen the boss’s face? I’ve been with the company for years, and he’s always worn that white mask. Is he really that handsome?" Daniel shrugged. "I haven’t seen his face either, but judging by the lower half, he must be very handsome." "I really can’t compare to him in any way…" "Then stop comparing and go chat with the girls…" Emily hurriedly dragged Mr. Satan outside until he stopped her. "Emily, don’t run, be careful with the baby…" Emily quickly stopped. Thankfully, the baby in her belly was calm, and she didn’t feel any discomfort. "There were so many people in the hall just now—why did you do that?" she asked.