Second Chances

“What’s the matter? Doesn’t your baby daughter care about you?” Emma asked.

Mentioning Aria infuriated Mateo to the extreme. After being released from jail, she didn’t even contact them. They tried to contact her, but she wouldn’t answer their calls because she knew their family had gone bankrupt, and to this day, they still didn’t know where she was

Nora could only chuckle nervously to smooth things over. “Aria is younger than you and not like you, who has seen so many ups and downs. She got scared after something happened and neglected us… Emma, we came to you today because we wanted to ask if you have any news of Aria, please tell us as soon as possible.”

“Of course.” Emma’s eyes were icy cold. “I will definitely find her.”

“For real? That’s great!” Nora thought Emma had finally softened and immediately said, “How about the money….

“After finding her, I will make sure she suffers more than the last time, more miserable!”

As Emma finished speaking, Nora was stunned. “Emma, how can you talk like that? She’s your sister.”

“It’s precisely because she’s my sister that I can’t let her continue to be a scourge on society. I need to teach her lessons myself With that, Emma gave a nod to the butler and said, “Time’s up. They should leave.”

“Emmal Emmal” Mateo and Nora wanted to resist, but they were already being pushed out by the well-trained bodyguards of Icovine Estate.

Peace was finally restored in the room, and Emma sat on the sofa, taking a light sip of coffee.

“Madam, if I may speak frankly, your family is really biased. The butler couldn’t bear to see it anymore.

Emma’s parents had left her, their eldest daughter, out in the cold for so many years without raising her, and now that they needed money, they came to her. Their younger daughter, Aria, had been spoiled with all their attention and affection, but after the family’s misfortune, she was the first to run away, yet they still made excuses for her, saying she was too young. But in reality, Aria was just a few months younger

than Emma.

“Don’t bother with them. They’ve always been like this; now they’re just reaping what they’ve sown. Those who lack virtue will inevitably bring disaster upon themselves,” Emma stated.

The butler nodded. “That’s true. Fortunately, you now have Mr. Hall. He will treat you well. Mr. Hall said that he would make up for the love and care your parents failed to give you. By marrying him, here is your home, and he will never let you suffer the slightest grievance.”

Emma took a sip of coffee and the coldness in her brows slowly dissipated, replaced by a hint of warmth.

After the testing. Emma confirmed that the Wilson family did not know Aria’s current situation either. Her men had lost track of Aria two days ago as if Aria had vanished from the world.

“This is too abnormal,” Emma said as she pondered in front of the computer, her index finger joint resting against her chin.

“If even we can’t find her, it means she has someone more powerful deliberately hiding her whereabouts. We’ve found several leads, but they’ve been abruptly cut off, yet there was various false information released continuously. We’ve been fooled several times,” Josiah complained over the phone.

“There’s such an expert by Aria’s side? I really want to meet him,” Emma said, a murderous intent appearing in her eyes as her fingers flew over the keyboard, the computer screen filling with dense code under her control…

At night, Ana didn’t know how many days she had been there. Her eyes and mouth were covered; she was tied to a chair in a tiny dark room her spirit on the verge of collapse.

“Water… water…” she desperately longed for water, her throat feeling like it was on fire. But no matter how much she pleaded, no one responded, it seemed like the world had forgotten her, leaving her to die there quietly….

Just then, there was a noise at the entrance of the old villa.

In the dark night, a woman dressed in nocturnal gear appeared. It was Emma. She frowned, surveying the area as if deducing why Aria’s last known location would be there.

She was surrounded by ruins and unfinished buildings, long abandoned. Locals of Troln City whispered that this place was haunted, and even during daylight hours, it remained deserted. Knowing Aria as Emma did, she felt there was no way Aria would come there voluntarily unless someone else, like her, had designs on Aria.

Just then, a gust of wind, closely followed by a fist, barely grazed past Emma’s ear, Having learned from past experiences, Emma took extra caution upon arriving, maintaining constant contact with Josiah, with their men stationed for a few miles around.

Emma quickly engaged with her attacker, who was agile and matched her skill but oddly felt familiar.

The attacker attempted to restrain Emma, who deftly evaded the move. She counterattacked, only to have her strength neutralized, leaving her punch to land on nothing

As Emma grew angrier, she tried to grab the attacker’s mask, but it was not easily unveiled, leaving her with only grabbing the ear of the

attacker.

In that instant, she recognized the attacker. With a sudden realization, her tactics shifted-no longer aggressive, but more defensive and almed at escape.

The attacker, sensing Emma’s change, also lessened his offensive but didn’t let her go.

It was then that Emma took out the tranquilizer gun she had prepared for a long time to shoot from behind. The attacker dodged, but Emma had already seized the opportunity to flee.

Emma hadn’t truly intended to shoot the attacker; she somersaulted away from the old villa, and that was when she spotted the familiar

black Rolls-Royce.

A man stood beside the car, leaning against the door, holding a cigarette, his legs long and straight, it was Liam.

“Wanna run away?” Liam sneered, flicking his cigarette butt to the ground and extinguishing it under his leather shoe.

Emma struggled to hide the shock in her eyes-Liam’s leg was not at all disabled.

But in the next moment, Emma realized the danger. Liam didn’t know her identity, nor did he realize that the person in nocturnal gear confronting him was her.

Knowing Liam’s understanding of her, any physical encounter would reveal her identity. So, she leaped onto the open window of a villa. “Emma, what’s the situation?” Josiah asked through the walkie-talkie.

“It’s complicated. Have everyone stay hidden. Don’t come out,” Emma instructed.

Josiah raclaimed in surprise. “Damn! Is this really a setup? You met him again?”

Emma’s lips twitched. “It was Liam…

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Sweat beaded on Emma’s forehead as she looked at the opposite unfinished villa, its steel bars looking like they could collapse at any

moment…

“Stay put, or you’ll just end up being crushed by the steel,” Liam warned. In the midnight, he appeared bloodthirsty and sinister.

Emma was shocked to discover that it was him orchestrating this, especially since he had always presented himself as a refined and gentle gentleman before her.

Now, seeing Aria, who had been tormented to a state of mental disarray and wild-haired, as if resembling a corpse, Emma realized the extent of her husband’s cruelty far exceeded her expectations.