Emily glanced back. Logan Morgan was still sulking, and Grace was quietly saying something to Sophia, apparently instructing her about something.Emily reminded herself to be cautious. They might be discussing a new plan to deal with her.Ring ring ring—She received a text message: [Keep your distance from Sophia — Satan]Emily glanced at it, nodded, and put her phone away.Sophia also noticed it, lightly teasing, "You must have quite a charm. Jackson just left, and you're already getting texts from him?"Emily gave her a cold look, her expression unchanged. "It's none of your business."Sophia lowered her gaze, looking at her belly, her tone softening. "Emily, I was too impulsive in the haunted house earlier. I haven't treated you well, and I apologize.""No need. I don't accept that apology."Emily became wary. Sophia, who had just been hysterical, suddenly apologized; she must be planning something.Sophia's demeanor completely changed. Her plea carried a hint of grievance. "Emily
Not far away, Sophia was straining to listen to Emily's phone conversation.But Emily didn't say anything useful, just a few "yes" responses that didn't reveal much.Mr. Satan said, "From now on, don't hang up the phone. Describe to me everything you see in the haunted house, one by one, and I'll help you find the switches."Emily took a deep breath to calm herself.She looked around and described the scene to him, "It's a circular area, vampire-themed. There are lots of bats and dry branches..."Mr. Satan paused for a moment and whispered, "Vampires are symbols of demons. Look carefully, do you see anywhere with pentagrams?"Sophia finally heard Emily speak and approached gently, "Who are you talking to on the phone?"Emily immediately stepped back, keeping an appropriate distance, and focused on finding the pentagrams.Soon, she found a pentagram-shaped necklace above a table."I found it, it's a necklace.""Good," Mr. Satan continued, "Do you see any completely dark areas around yo
Watching Sophia being forcibly lifted onto the stretcher and escorted out of the haunted house by the staff, Emily finally breathed a sigh of relief.The phone call was still ongoing.Mr. Satan chuckled lightly, "Have you considered a career in entertainment?"Emily blinked, "What?""Your acting skills are great. If you became an actress, you'd have a bright future."Emily pursed her lips, "You're just teasing me."Mr. Satan said, "I just feel gratified. You're becoming more confident now, like a female warrior."Emily sighed inwardly.Before marrying Nathan, she truly was a female warrior.Her family was very poor. She had to do several jobs to earn money.Back then... she was truly a tough woman. But since she married Nathan, she has become weaker and weaker. A bad marriage can break a person."Am I boring?" She remembered what Nathan had said earlier, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "I'm not like Sophia, I don't know how to win men's favor.""You don't need to be like her, Emily. Yo
Listening to her words, Herry felt they made some sense."What's your name?" he asked softly."Emily," she replied."Aren't you afraid? There are lots of ghosts here.""Fear is the most useless emotion. It's more practical to turn fear into strength."Her tone was gentle yet carried a certain strength that gradually helped Herry move past his fear and stabilize his emotions.Sensing this, Emily spoke softly, "Do you want to leave with me?""I'm a boy, I don't need you to accompany me.""Oh," Emily nodded. "Then feel free to stay here."Feeling a bit embarrassed, Herry said, "Emily, why haven't my mom and dad come to find me? They love me so much. Aren't they worried about me being missing?"How should she respond?Your mom conspired with your sister to take advantage of your missing; your dad is a very arrogant person who only knows how to order others around but won't come to find you personally."They... are busy," she said."What are they busy with? What's more important than me? I
Herry wasn't as difficult to communicate with as Emily had imagined.Emily had braced herself for his insults, but he surprisingly opened up quickly."Come with me. Your mom and dad are waiting for you."Herry pouted, "Are we going back the entrance? That's embarrassing!""What do you want to do then? Do you want to keep going? There's a long way ahead, and it's only going to get scarier. Aren't you afraid?"Herry looked conflicted.He was definitely scared, but he didn't want to admit it.But soon enough, Herry stood up and took her hand. "I think you can lead me out."As Herry held her hand, Emily could feel the sweaty palms of the frightened little boy."I can't promise I'll definitely get you out," she said.But Herry seemed confident in her. "Stop talking, let's go! I don't want to be a coward! People will laugh at me!"Ring, ring—Her phone rang.Emily picked it up. "Hello?""Are you continuing onward?" Mr. Satan asked.Emily lightly responded, "How did you know?""I guessed," M
Herry felt a bit overwhelmed by all the compliments. Inside the haunted house, he hadn't spoken much and had been tightly holding Emily's hand.Whenever a "ghost" appeared, Emily would shield him from view; when there were puzzles to solve, she would venture ahead on her own to figure them out before guiding him forward."No, it wasn't me, actually..."Herry was about to defend himself when he heard Grace's voice nearby: "Herry! Mommy's here, don't be scared!"At the sight of Grace, Herry broke down. Tears welled up instantly in his eyes. He pushed through the onlookers and rushed into Grace's embrace. "Mom!""Don't cry, sweetheart. Have you been mistreated? Don't be afraid, we're all here. If someone's been bullying you, your dad will set them straight!"There was an implied meaning in her words, and Logan Morgan caught on.He gently patted Herry's head, full of concern, his expression serious. "Yes, Dad's right here. Has that woman been bullying you? What did she do to you?"Herry w
"Hello, I'm Herry's father, Logan Morgan."Emily looked at the stern middle-aged man in front of her and nodded slightly. "Hello, I'm Emily Carter, but I used to be Emily Morgan when I was a child."Emily had imagined what it would be like to meet her father.She thought they would embrace tearfully, perhaps her father would repent for his actions. But she never expected that their first private conversation would start with introductions.Logan Morgan's expression changed slightly upon hearing her words, but he quickly regained composure and gestured politely. "Hello, Miss Carter, I'd like to talk to you about something. How about having a cup of coffee?""Okay."Understanding that he wanted to discuss something about Herry, Emily nodded.The coffee shop at the amusement park was crowded, but there was a secluded table in the corner, perfect for a conversation.The waiter handed them menus, and Logan Morgan asked her, "What would you like to drink?"Emily chuckled softly. "Just hot m
She had finally awaited this day.Emily wiped her face, feeling a slight dampness on her hands.She had imagined her meeting with her father many times before. She thought he would take her to a fancy café and tell her interesting stories from Europe.Unfortunately, she had guessed the beginning but not the ending."Emily."Emily turned around to see Mr. Satan standing behind her.They were at an amusement park, where many people wearing masks were performing, so he didn't appear too out of place, and no one looked at him strangely."Mr. Satan.""Emily, don't cry. Let's go home."She defiantly lifted her head. "I'm not crying."Mr. Satan came over and took her hand. "Alright, no tears, Emily is the strongest."They walked forward together, but her vision was already blurred with tears, and her voice choked up. "Did you wait long?""Not long. I've been waiting for you for over a decade. Waiting is nothing to me.""Mr. Satan...""Hmm?" He stopped and turned to her. "What did you want to