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"Wait!” She nearly screamed. “Let me make a phone call. I’m allowed to make a phone call, aren’t I?”
The officer’s smile widened, "And who, if I might ask, do you intend to call?” She asked, although she had a good guess who that person was.
“My uncle. William Taylor.” Emma replied with a smirk. This was the first time she would ever boldly and somewhat proudly mentioned her wicked uncle’s name.
The female officer’s face slowly opened wide in a smile. Then, she began to chuckle and every police officer in the station began to laugh as well. Within seconds, the whole station was reverberating in laughter.
“Wh… what is… what is going on? What is so funny?” There could not have been a more confusing expression on Emma’s face. She felt stupid and left out at the same time. What was happening? 
“Oh baby girl.” One of the officers finally responded. “Just an hour before you woke up, your uncle William Taylor was here to file a theft and kidnap case against you. Apparently, you were being a spoiled, rebellious brat and were trying to prove a point. You stole a car, invited poor Caroline out, got drunk together and ran into the pole that turned the sole heir of a multi-billion company into mashed potatoes.”
Emma’s mouth opened wide. She closed it and swallowed hard. She sighed as tears streamed down her face.

In the wake of that tragedy, Emma Taylor's life takes a dark turn when her uncle's betrayal lands her in the clutches of billionaire Daniel Stone. With her father's company hanging by a thread, Emma becomes a pawn in Daniel's game of power and deception. 

Was this going to be the end of her?

Entwined To Be With The Ruthless Billionaire

"I have a reason for being lenient in dealing with you. Leniency wasn't actually in my dictionary. You ungrateful bitch!" Daniel grunted. He glared at her on the floor for few seconds before he unclenched his fists and stood up.

"Let me go for practice. I can't miss out on that workshop. I have to execute my plan that night." Daniel stated and walked out of the cell.

"Oh, I didn't die again. I must be one lucky girl!" Emma exclaimed as she opened her eyes and realized she was very much alive.

"Who carried me to the bed? Wasn't I supposed to be sprawled out on the cold floor?" She wondered but quickly shifted her attention to something else.

"My uncle sold me to this ruthless man? Why?" Emma wondered aloud as if someone was in the room to answer her question.

"Why would he do such heinous thing?" Emma yelled and wanted to get out of the bed but fell to the floor.

Loneliness