Chapter 693 Counterattack

Emilia cowered in a corner and urged, “What are you doing? Come on in!”

Startled by Emilia’s erratic behavior, the assistant hastily followed suit and entered the elevator. Emilia, now visibly more composed and sober, swiftly pressed the button for their intended floor.

Plucking up her courage, the assistant asked, “Emilia, what’s wrong?” Considering Emilia’s relatively short tenure in the entertainment industry, she shouldn’t have made too many enemies just yet.

Emilia glared at her. “What’s with the questions? That’s none of your business!”

With haste, Emilia hurried out of the elevator, closely followed by her piteous assistant who was scolded for nothing.

As Emilia used her fingerprint to unlock the door to her condominium, she caught a glimpse of her assistant, who was still following her persistently, which ignited a surge of anger within her.

“Did Melissa ask you to keep an eye on me? I may be drunk, but I’m not disabled! It’s not like I’d cause her trouble. If there’s nothing else, you can leave now. Stop appearing in front of me all the time. You’re becoming a nuisance,” Emilia snapped.

Emilia yanked the door open and stalked in, slamming the door shut after her.

The assistant rolled her eyes and left.

The house was enveloped in darkness, and Emilia’s head throbbed with pain. Leaning against the cabinet, she fumbled for the light switch.

Her hand came into contact with something warm on the wall.

This is strange. Since when did I install a heater behind the door?

Emilia tightly gripped the warm object, giving it a few firm squeezes. Unexpectedly, the thing grasped her wrist in response. In an instant, a dark figure materialized

thud, Emilia’s breath hitched when a force grasped her throat, constricting her

trembling voice, she asked, “W-Who are you? How did you get in? W-What

recognize you,” Anya said in a hoarse voice. Sensing Emilia’s fear, she pressed on tauntingly, “Oh, the countless misdeeds you’ve committed. Just look at how terrified you are. You’re

but swiftly put on her guard again. “How did you

the Internet. Emilia was initially

death was a stroke of luck. With Anya out of the picture, there would be no one to expose their past

evidence linking her to the matter. Once she overcame this current obstacle, she was determined to seize an opportunity to

allowing Emilia to finally get a

was as pale as a sheet, and her wrinkled skin was covered in wounds, some of them

spine, causing her skin to crawl with

an accident to escape from the police?

wasn’t the time to ask how Anya barged into her house. Carefully, she asked, “Anya, what brings

onto the couch. She grabbed an apple from the coffee table and began devouring it. “I haven’t eaten in hours.

to order Emilia around matter-of-factly.

was seething in fury. Did Anya seriously barge into my house just to order me around?

to hide a criminal, so Emilia wanted nothing more than to kick Anya out. Alas, she wasn’t bold enough to do

home. Why don’t

me,” Anya demanded angrily, afraid that someone

“Okay, I’ll whip up some

warned Emilia with a sneer, “Don’t even think about playing any tricks. I’m at my wits end, so if you force me any further,

a smile. “We’re in this together, so I won’t be foolish enough to betray you. Hurry,

sneaked out of the condominium and locked

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