Then, he leads Emma Johnson into a dance that feels like it belongs only to them. The world around them seems to fall silent, leaving just the two of them in their own bubble. Emma looks up at the man's striking features, thinking to herself that this man is truly dangerous—how can he be more beautiful than any woman? But if she were to tell him that, she's afraid he'd be furious.
If you think of him as a soldier, he'd rather be considered rough than be treated like a beauty.
At this thought, Emma can't help but smile a little.
"What are you thinking about that's so funny?"
Liam Williams' eyes are as gentle as water as he looks at Emma and asks.
"Nothing."
Emma quickly corrects her expression, thinking that there's no way she can let Liam know what she was just thinking. Otherwise, when they get home tonight, who knows how he'll vent his anger.
How could Emma do something that would harm herself without benefiting anyone?
Absolutely not.
Amelia White sits on the sofa in the corner and turns down the fifth man who gathered the courage to approach her. Holding up her wine glass, she drinks a cocktail and watches her brother and Emma on the dance floor with gloomy eyes.
Seeing the way her brother looks at Emma—it's the way a man looks at a woman. Amelia no longer dares to think about it anymore. He had married his sister-in-law with a purpose, and now he's fallen into a deep trap.
It's the last thing she wants to admit, and it's something she's always wanted to stop.
With hatred in her heart, she finishes all the cocktails in her hand. Amelia asks the waiter for two more cups and sets them aside.
Emilia Clark finishes a dance with a male partner and looks at the CEO and Emma, who are still in the middle of the dance floor. Her eyes can't help but blink slightly.
She thinks back to a few days ago when she reported to the boss, and the boss gave her an order. She quietly got up and then left the banquet hall. It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that she came back as if nothing had happened. No one saw the whole process at all, just like when she left—without any sense of presence.
Seeing Amelia drinking wine alone in the corner, Emilia goes to sit down beside her.
"Miss Amelia, why are you drinking so much wine? It's not good to drink too much. You'd better have a drink instead."
Emilia still likes Amelia. After all, she once encouraged her with warm words. Being able to come to work at Pinnacle Corporation also has something to do with her, so Emilia still cares a little about Amelia.
Watching Emilia order a drink from the waiter and change the cocktail in her hand, Amelia smiles faintly. She doesn't refuse.
"It's really rare for my sister-in-law to have such a kind friend as you."
After that, she takes a sip of her drink. She doesn't see Emilia's face stiffen and become unnatural because of her words.
"Sister Emma is also very nice. If it weren't for her help back then, my mother wouldn't know what would have happened."
Emilia says to Amelia.
"I see."
Emilia feels that Amelia's smile is a little cold, like the icy weather outside, which makes people feel a little chilly without realizing it.
"It's really stuffy here. I'm going out to get some air. Are you coming?"
Amelia stands up, looking a little drunk in her eyes. Then she asks Emilia.
"Ah? I won't go."
After Emilia answers subconsciously, she sees that Amelia has already gone out. The next second, she suddenly regrets not having time to stop Amelia. A flash of hesitation appears in her eyes, and she finally gets up and chases after her.
However, she walks around without seeing Amelia. Where did Miss Amelia go?
She hopes not...
Emilia is lucky, and finally returns to the banquet hall with a little unease.
At this time, a song has ended. Everyone surrounds Liam and Emma in the middle and claps for them one after another. Obviously, the two danced well just now, and Emma's face is slightly red. But she is still elegant and generous, nodding and smiling at the crowd.
Emilia looks at Emma's delicate and beautiful face and is in a daze. She thinks of Adrian Frost talking about her with a touch of light fun—maybe even Adrian doesn't know. Women are always sensitive.
Why is she always taken care of by luck? It's hard for such a woman not to be envied.
Emilia drinks a drink, thinking unavoidably in her heart.
"No, it's on fire. It's on fire."
Suddenly, the door of the banquet hall is pushed open, and someone shouts excitedly. The originally lively banquet hall immediately loses control after a few seconds of silence. Emma's heart sinks, thinking how could a fire happen out of nowhere? Looking at the man's reaction, it seems the fire is not small.
"What's going on?"
After Christopher Martin finds the man and asks, he quickly feels the presence of Liam. When he hears Liam's deep questioning, he tells him that a small warehouse of the company where the surplus props were temporarily placed is on fire. When Emma hears Christopher's answer, her heart immediately fills with regret. "It's all my fault. If I had been more careful, such an accident wouldn't have happened."
At the moment, the banquet hall has already smelled the faint smell of fireworks, obviously the fire has gradually spread upward.
"It has nothing to do with you. It's just an accident."
Liam comforts Emma. Christopher and several managers in the company begin to arrange for the employees to leave here orderly.
"Cousin, I'm so scared. We're not going to be burned here, are we?"
Isabella Miller's eyes are full of panic. She holds Emma's arm tightly and says in fear.
"It's okay. The fire won't spread that fast now. We still have plenty of time to leave."
Although Emma is also a little nervous, it may be because Liam is here, so her heart is stable. She's not as scared as Isabella.
"Sister Emma, what should I do?"
Emilia comes to Emma with a nervous face. Emma thinks that she is also nervous and afraid. Just as she's about to comfort her, she hears her say next.
"Just now, Miss Amelia said it was a bit stuffy here. She wanted to go out for a walk. As a result, she hasn't come back yet. She won't have anything to do with such a mess, will she?"
Emilia's words make Emma's heart sink instantly. Amelia is not in the banquet hall at this time.
"When did she go out?"
Liam's face sinks, and his voice is cold as he looks at Emilia and asks. Emilia seems to be a little scared by Liam's terrible appearance. Her voice trembles a little as she tells him that it was just ten minutes before the fire.