A Crazy Night Novel

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?

Perplexed, 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 and forcefully pushed Emilia against the door.

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

fear flashed across her eyes. In a trembling voice, she asked, “W-Who are you? How did you get in? W-What do you

she pressed on tauntingly, “Oh, the countless misdeeds you’ve committed. Just look at how terrified you

was Anya, Emilia relaxed but swiftly put on her guard again. “How

been spread all over the Internet. Emilia was initially pleased to learn that the police car escorting Anya had plunged into the ocean.

Emilia, Anya’s supposed death was a stroke of luck. With Anya out of the picture, there would be no one to expose their past collaboration in scheming against Christina.

felt relieved knowing that Christina had no concrete evidence linking her to the matter. Once she overcame this current obstacle, she was determined to seize an

the lights, allowing Emilia to finally get a good look at her.

face was as pale as a sheet, and her wrinkled skin was

spine, causing her skin to

an accident to escape from

to ask how Anya barged into her house. Carefully, she asked, “Anya, what brings you here? I’m going through a rough patch myself, so I’m not sure how much assistance I can offer

suspected, I was apprehended by the police, but I managed to escape,” Anya stated nonchalantly, collapsing onto the couch. She grabbed an apple from the coffee table and began devouring it. “I haven’t eaten

order Emilia around matter-of-factly.

in fury. Did Anya seriously barge into my house just to order me

more than to kick

cook at home. Why don’t

I want you to cook for me,” Anya demanded angrily, afraid that someone else

an outlaw, so Emilia dared not offend her. “Okay, I’ll whip up some pasta for you. Why don’t you

feet, Anya padded to the bathroom. She suddenly turned over her shoulder and 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, I’ll

face turned ashen as she forced out a smile. “We’re in this together, so I won’t be foolish enough to betray you. Hurry, go take

into her bedroom. After making sure Anya was in the bathroom, she sneaked out of the

in my house.