Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 411 - チャプター 420

"Ken."A slim woman approached, her sharp heels clicking against the polished floor. She wore a tight, purple dress with a fur shawl draped across her shoulders. Her makeup was so thick that her natural features were almost impossible to discern, and her perfume was overpowering, filling the air with an overly strong scent.Ken's face immediately changed when he saw her. He stood up, wearing a faint smile that did not reach his eyes, and his gaze was full of disdain. "Oh, it's manager Miller. What brings you here?"The woman, known as manager Cathy Miller, cast a condescending glance at Emily. "So, you must be the designer the boss hired with so much effort and money—Miranda, the winner of the Pritzker Prize?""Yes," Ken nodded, "This is Miranda.""Miranda, nice to meet you." Cathy Miller extended her hand for a handshake. Emily smiled politely and was about to shake her hand, but Cathy pulled her hand away abruptly, leaving Emily in an awkward position with her hand frozen in the air

Emily instinctively took a few steps back. "Shouldn't I coordinate my work with Ken? Isn't he around?""I asked him to leave," Vincent replied. "Emily, why are you avoiding me?"He spoke with difficulty, his voice rough and full of effort.Emily turned her head away, avoiding eye contact. "Where’s Dylan? Didn’t he go looking for you?" she asked, trying to change the subject."Answer me!" Vincent cut her off.He took a step forward. Emily tried to turn and leave but found the door behind her locked. The blinds were pulled down, and there was no way anyone outside could see what was happening inside."What’s the meaning of this, Mr. Norman?" she demanded."I just want to talk to you," he said, slowly approaching until he stood right in front of her. "Please, don’t avoid me."Emily turned her face away, avoiding his gaze. "There’s nothing left to say between us, Mr. Norman. Besides, you have someone else now. I don’t want to get tangled up in this mess again, only to end up being targete

This time, he wasn’t quite the gentleman.Vincent grabbed Emily's hand, guiding her through the crowded elevator, across the bustling company lobby, without caring who saw them. He then pushed her into the front passenger seat of his car, ignoring the stares of onlookers.As the car started, Emily could still see through the window a bunch of curious colleagues gossiping about what just happened.“Do you think this is appropriate?” Emily asked, turning her head to look at the line of trees speeding by outside.Vincent replied, “You keep avoiding me. I had no choice.”“But you know how people in the company will talk about me after this, right?”“What will they say?”“They'll say everything I've accomplished, my skills, everything about me—was all because of you. They'll probably even say the award I won was thanks to your influence.”Vincent's voice was calm. “You can’t stop people from talking, Emily. I taught you this lesson three years ago.”Emily felt deflated, brushing her wind-t

Bella was stunned.The girl standing before her didn’t look exactly like Emily Carter, but there was something about her – the aura, the expression – that was very much like Emily.Bella smiled apologetically, "You’re very thoughtful. Meggie talks about Emily all the time. Just now, she was holding my hand, saying Emily would come to visit her today. You may not look like her exactly, but with your similar demeanor, it might be enough to make the Meggie happy, especially since she can't see very well these days."Bella then slowly walked over and bowed deeply to Emily, sighing, "Miss, Meggie has longed to see Emily again, but Emily left us too soon... Could you, please, visit her more often? She doesn’t have much time left, and I think seeing someone like you makes her genuinely happy."Emily's face quickly turned pale, "Is Meggie’s health really that bad?"Bella sighed, her eyes moistening, "When Emily passed, it hit Meggie hard. Emily was such a good soul, she was even expecting a c

On the way back, both of them remained silent. Emily was lost in thought, trying to figure out how to tell Jackson about the situation, while Vincent was uncharacteristically quiet, avoiding any discussion about their past.The car pulled up to the Hilton Hotel entrance. Emily opened the door to get out."Emily." Vincent suddenly called her name.She paused."Mr. Norman, I'd prefer if you call me Miranda outside of the family residence," she said, her tone polite but firm.Vincent nodded in agreement. "Alright, Miranda. I just wanted to say, if Grandma's wish is causing you any stress, I'm truly sorry."Emily looked down. "It's not your fault, so there's no need for an apology.""Either way, it's still on me. I failed to keep my promises to you," Vincent said softly. "But I hope we can work together on the luxury apartment project, and once it’s over—if you decide to go back to the UK, to leave everything behind—I won’t stop you."Emily took a deep breath. "Is it Grandma's kindness th