Emily wasn't naive. Before coming to this meeting today, she had considered that the woman she was about to face could very well be Satan's beloved.
But when Penelope looked at her with a calm smile, Emily still felt her heart plummet.
"Penelope," Emily took a deep breath, "there’s no need to tell me about your past with him. Everyone has a past."
Penelope raised an eyebrow and glanced at her. "You're right, everyone does have a past. But do you really deserve him? You’re Nathan’s ex-wife, and everyone in New York knows that. Now you’re going to marry his brother? Even if you don’t care, you should at least consider his reputation."