“What position do you have to question me?” Satan was in no mood to deal with Jackson, who was now acting like a furious lion. Jackson loved Emily, and that was clear. He had pursued her before, but she had firmly rejected him, leading him to let go. During those drunken nights at the bar, Jackson had voiced his true feelings—he still loved Emily, but he didn’t want to cause her any more trouble or be pushed away. Men's compromises with rivals aren’t always unbreakable. Even the smallest disturbance can create a storm. And Penelope’s situation was complicated to explain quickly. Moreover, deep down, Satan was unwilling to clarify everything to his rival. But Satan's silence only fueled Jackson's anger. “What position? Ha! I’m Emily’s superior, and I love her! Vincent, I once thought you loved Emily deeply for years, which is why I stepped aside. I believed I wasn’t as devoted as you, and Emily chose you. But what’s with what that woman just said? Do you really love Emily, or do you just love women like her?” “Of course not.” “Then what is it? Explain yourself! What’s your relationship with that woman? Why were you in her bed?” Satan forcefully pushed Jackson’s hand away and said coldly, “This is my personal matter. I don’t owe you an explanation.” “Stop!” Jackson moved quickly to block his way. “Is Emily upstairs?” “What are you going to do?” “I don’t have the right to know about this, but Emily does. I need to tell her about this so she can reconsider her relationship with you.” These words ignited Satan's fury. “Watch your tone!” “Even if I can’t be Emily’s lover, I will always be her friend from behind! I can’t let her be deceived.” With that, Jackson moved to press the elevator button. Satan, exhausted, said, “I’ll handle this. I’ve already given her money; this woman is just insatiable.” “What does she want?” Jackson turned to him. “You?”Satan paused. The elevator doors opened. Jackson stepped in and quickly pressed the close button. Satan was faster and managed to block the closing doors with his hand and stepped inside. Jackson sneered, “Are you going to confront me in front of Emily?” “Jackson,” Satan’s tone was serious and sincere. “Emily has just dealt with her father’s affairs today. She’s very tired. She’s pregnant and needs to rest. I’ll find an opportunity to explain everything to her, but please, don’t disturb her now. She needs rest.” Jackson hesitated but wasn’t ready to back down. “Then I’ll wait until she wakes up.” “If that’s the case, I’ll have to contact your brother.” Jackson sneered, “Are you threatening me with my brother?” “Not threatening. I’m just pleading as a husband for you to let Emily rest. She’s very tired today. This matter can’t be resolved in a few words. But I promise I’ll find a chance to have a sincere talk with Emily about this woman and the whole event, but not today.” Jackson shook his head. “I don’t believe…” Suddenly, the elevator stopped at the 16th floor with a loud noise and violent shaking. The floor indicator lights went out, and the elevator was stuck between the 16th and 17th floors, plunging into darkness. “Power outage?” Jackson cursed under his breath. “Damn, a power outage at a time like this?” He pulled out a lighter from his pocket and struck it, illuminating a small area with its flame. Satan said, “Hotels usually have emergency generators. The power should be restored within a few minutes.” Jackson nodded. “It’s strange that it stopped now, of all times.” While they waited in the elevator, Emily slowly woke up. There was a faint burnt smell in the room. She opened her eyes and called out, “Honey?” No response. Didn’t he hear her?She got out of bed and went to the kitchen. “Did something burn?” But the kitchen was empty. The burnt smell grew stronger and gradually became pungent. Emily had a bad premonition. She grabbed her phone and wallet, pushed the door open, and stepped out. She wanted to call the hotel staff for help, but the entire hallway was pitch black, and even the elevator was stuck. How could there be a sudden power outage? Emily felt her way along the wall, trying to find a safe route. She could hear other guests grumbling slightly around her. “Oh…” In the dark, she seemed to bump into someone. Emily apologized repeatedly, “Sorry…” The person didn’t respond, breathing heavily. Unable to see, Emily instinctively asked, “Are you okay? Is everything alright?” In the next moment, her abdomen was struck heavily. “Ah…” A cry of pain was stuck in her throat. Emily’s cold sweat poured down as she leaned against the wall, slowly crouching down. Then, blows started falling like rain on her back and chest. Emily desperately protected her belly, screaming for help, “Stop! Help… mmm…” Her mouth was covered. The attacker took advantage of her confusion and landed another precise blow to her lower abdomen. In an instant, Emily felt a warm stream trickling down her thighs. The liquid pooled more and more. Slowly, a bloody smell began to fill the air. The attacker had already escaped in the darkness, and Emily had no chance to see his face. The intense pain surged like a tidal wave, as if large hands were stirring her abdomen. “Help… Is anyone there to help me…” The surroundings were still chaotic, and no one heard her cries for help.Warm blood dripped down her pants, and Emily touched it with her hand, feeling the warm, sticky liquid. Luckily, her phone was still with her. She fumbled to unlock it with her fingerprint, pressed the speed dial for Satan’s number. But the mechanical voice on the line said, “Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later…”