Not One, But Two!

Chapter 4

Troy then brought Emma to Greg, who was seated while he swirled his wine glass. He tipped his head back to take a sip of the wine, the ruby-red liquid sloshing in the glass somehow bringing out his finely-chiseled features. For a moment, Emma was stunned. He's gorgeous!

Greg, however, did not care for such enamored looks. There was a dark gleam in his hawk-like eyes, and the air in the room grew dense and cold as he drawled, "You did a great job hiding, so why did you stop?" His gaze was piercing as he regarded Emma steadily.

Emma shuddered. She couldn't help finding his gaze familiar, for it seemed like she had seen it somewhere before. Just as she scrambled to make a reply, she heard him order lazily, "Roll up your sleeves."

"Huh?" She gaped at him in surprise.

Troy grew terrified that Emma's sluggishness was going to get him into trouble too, especially since patience was not Greg's forte. Thus, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed her arm roughly before rolling up both her sleeves.

In a state of shock, Emma shrieked loudly, "What are you doing?"

Greg frowned at this, and the next moment, Troy stuffed Emma's mouth with a rag.

A strange look came into Greg's eyes as he stared at her bare arms. The air thickened with tension, and it grew more suffocating with each passing second. Emma's heart had leaped to her throat as she waited for the important man to say something, and her palms were sweaty.

Suddenly, Greg took a sip of his red wine and broke into a small smile. The tension in the room dissipated at once as he announced, "I'm done. Send Miss Kain back."

"Huh?" This time, it was Troy who was astonished. Are we just going to let her go like this? But when he met Greg's sharp and bemused gaze, he shivered and quickly released Emma. "Apologies for man-handling you earlier, Miss Kain. Follow me, please," he stated.

begin to understand what was going on. By the time she registered the fact that she would not be held captive, she was already escorted out

her daze until she reached home and was greeted by Philip and Sasha. This was followed by a sense of excitement as she pondered upon

the ring was stolen, but judging by the affable way Greg treated her earlier, the ring might still have

me. If Greg believes me to be the real thing, then I have a

sip of the

it takes! I want her to disappear from the

men who worked for Emma began to spread out all over the city in hopes of locating Abigail, but little did they know that she was already tucked away inside a smuggling ship, crying over a lab report she was holding in

ship had strict requirements for passengers to produce a full health report, she would never have learned of her pregnancy. She thought back to the month when she was locked

I be a mother now? I don't even

helplessness followed her all the

and alabaster skin, looking like a walking porcelain doll who made everyone take a second glance. She was wearing a baseball cap and she had a lollipop in her mouth, but there was mud on her pretty dungarees.

once, and when the mastiff in the villa heard the familiar sound, it quickly gave a soft whimper

look and flipped it off before pushing open the door

habitually, only for them to land on

up huffily and turned to glower at the other

was that Arianna had a pair of spectacles perched on her little nose bridge. When she saw the mud stains on Alissa's clothes, she frowned. "Did you get

They knew they couldn't beat me in a fight, but they went on to call me a mongrel and made fun of me for not having a daddy like them. If I don't

line about Alissa being a fatherless mongrel, which would by extension apply to her as well.

and fetch me some new clothes. Now!" Alissa impatiently shoved