Humiliation

Emerging from the bridal boutique, Emma Hart wandered aimlessly down the bustling street, her thoughts a whirl.

Abruptly, her phone rang, disrupting her reverie.

Casting a look of distaste at the caller ID, she swiftly rejected the call, her gaze drifting towards the ceaseless stream of people nearby.

But the man was persistent. Call after call invaded her phone until, exasperated, Emma finally answered. "What do you want?" she demanded icily.

"Come to the villa now," came the blunt order.

What? Did this man expect her obedience on a whim? "I'm not feeling well," Emma retorted firmly.

A chilling voice responded, "If I don't see you in 20 minutes, I'll revoke your brother's acceptance to University of London."

"Despicable!" Emma hissed into the phone, her voice thick with rage, drawing curious glances from passersby.

Meanwhile, in a sleek black Audi, Damien Sterling casually tossed his phone aside.