The World Trade Building project commenced.

Tony assembled a construction team and strictly followed the specified materials for production and installation.

Emmeline came over from home every day and collaborated with the designer on the floor plan.

After lunch, Emmeline would rest at the Transport Guesthouse.

Tony arranged a room for her at the guesthouse so that she could stay there if she worked late.

Janie, the receptionist at the guesthouse, had been absent for the past two days.

Emmeline inquired about her specifically

She and Janic had become close friends.

The front desk informed Emmeline that Janie was on sick leave in the dormitory.

After the afternoon break, just as Emmeline was about to check on her, Janie appeared before her weakly.

Janie, where were you these past two days?” Emmeline asked with concern.

Janie’s face was pale, and her lips lacked color.

Her appearance startled Emmeline.

“What’s wrong. Janie? Are you sick?”

her, her gaze fixed as if contemplating something. Suddenly, she mysteriously said to Emmeline, Let’s go to your room. I have something to tell

taken

to the second–floor private room, and the two girls

Emmeline’s hand. “Emma, I’m pregnant. I’m terrified, and I don’t know what

you mention having a boyfriend. Is… Is it Benjamin’s? You should tell him right away!”

be so anxious and scared!” Janie said, almost

at a loss. “Then, who is it? Should I ask

and crying at the same time.

him if we should go to the hospital or… whether you should

one to talk to, but you’re even more panicked

who the other person is. You should get married

get married.”

not? Isn’t it Benjamin?” Emmeline asked. “You mentioned before that he was going to get

it’s not him!”

who is

“It’s… Tony!”

was shocked.

Janie covered her

it be him? Are you

her voice, never expecting to hear that

lowered her head. “I never liked him

hands together. “Please spare me the riddles, Janie.

who’s truly confused. My mind is a mess.”

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