She widened her eyes and quickly looked at the man beside her. Everything came replaying in her head:

 'It's bank accounts, and you can have all the money..' 

 'Why are you such a ding-a-ling…'

 'follow the rules...'

 'i threw it away...'

 'just throw them out…'

 'I own it.'

 Emily began to connect the dots one by one...

The man she was living with was the CEO of Empire World Corporation.

 No wonder he looked familiar when she set her eyes on him the first time… no wonder he was always so arrogant… no wonder he seemed inhuman—he was a powerful man.

Ecstasy

 Before their lips could collide, Joel and Danielle looked at the doorway immediately they heard the bowl fall. Joel hastily stood up from the couch as soon as he saw that it was Emily. He stared at her with a guilt look plastered on his face. 


 "You, what are you looking at?" Danielle eyed Emily. 


 Emily bowed her head and picked the bowl on the floor. She made to head for the stairs when Danielle stopped her. 


 "Come here," Danielle wagged her index finger. 


 Joel swallowed the lump in his throat as he watched Emily walk towards them. He looked down at Danielle—what was the witch up to? 


 "Are you not a maid? Why are you wearing an EW designer dress?" Danielle lifted her brows. 


 Emily fidgeted with her hands as she stood before her, she didn't know what to say. 


 "Do you have a death wish?" Danielle was beginning to lose it. 


 Danielle took her eyes off Emily and looked up at Joel. 


Consider Your Job Here Done