“My mom is still in the dark, Emmeline disclosed. ‘She believes everything is going smoothly.”

With a concerned expression. Albus asked, “What would you like me to do then, Emma? Please, tell me, I’m all ears.”

She furrowed her brow and responded, “How can I possibly advise you on what to do? I came here simply to ask you not to reveal the truth to my mother.”

In a rush, he suggested, “Then, I’ll disclose everything to my mother, and we can return to the way things were!

Emmeline cautioned, “I want to be clear–I don’t have feelings for you. This was my mother’s wishful thinking from the start, so our prospects might not align with your expectations. For now, I just want to spare my mother the heartbreak.”

Albus face grew pallid, and he hung his head as he admitted, “I understand.”

“Then, why do you persist?” she questioned. “You shouldn’t have come to my house in the first place!”

With eagerness, he looked up and declared. ‘I have feelings for you, Emma. I’ve felt this way since the first moment I saw you. Please, allow me to cherish you for the rest of my life!”

Turning away to avoid his gaze, she softly expressed, I only wish to console my mother. We don’t have a future together.”

“What do you mean?” he asked with anxiety, ‘Is this a temporary plan?”

Emmeline briefly hesitated, reaffirming that the plan was indeed temporary. She clung to the hope that her mother would eventually overcome her depression, climinating the need for further insistence on this matter and allowing it to fade into oblivion.

it,” she said as she circled the chair and headed toward the door, “Let’s discuss this another day; my thoughts are all over

“Let me take

not necessary! Emmeline replied,

handbag slipped from her grasp and

handbag opened, and two bundles of cash spilled out and scattered across the floor.

aback, and in his confusion, he swiftly kneeled to pick up

that moment, the office door swung open, revealing a beautiful woman in her mid–twenties. The scattered

equivalent of two years‘ salary for an

gathered the money and handed it to Emmeline, apologizing. “I’m truly sorry,

discreetly returning the money to her

treat you to a meal on

talk about it later,” she replied without

earlier, followed them closely. She watched ast Emmeline headed toward a lavish Buick

and beautiful lady? That car alone must be worth over three hundred thousand, right? What type of car

Albus responded, “Her name is Emmeline, and we’re on the verge of getting

“When are you planning the

haven’t settled on a date yet, Albus admitted, scratching his head. “My mother has some

lady luck would gladly accept such

face lit up, “You’re right, Sophia.

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