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.

when a force grasped her throat, constricting

voice, she asked, “W-Who are you? How did

huh? I can barely 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 a far cry from the

swiftly put on her guard again. “How did you get in? Weren’t you arrested by the police?”

spread all over the Internet. Emilia was initially pleased to learn that

picture, there would be no one

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 opportunity to clear

proceeded to switch on all the lights, allowing Emilia to

pristine carpet. Her face was as pale as a sheet, and her wrinkled skin was covered in wounds, some

spine, causing her skin to crawl with

create an accident to

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

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

order Emilia

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

more than to kick Anya

home. Why don’t I order some

you to cook for me,” Anya demanded angrily, afraid

whip up some pasta for you. Why don’t you take a shower and change

sneer, “Don’t even think about playing any tricks. I’m at my

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

sure Anya was in the bathroom, she sneaked out of the condominium and locked the door from outside. Pulling her phone out,

a thief in my house.