Chapter 34

James gave Emily a quick once-over."You okay?"

Emily shook her head, patting her chest like she'd just had a scare. "James,I'm just a bit freaked out. I wanna go home."

James had never seen her so meek before. With a smirk and a raised eyebrow,he said, "Alright, let's head back."

He grabbed her hand and they walked off.

Anais was left on the ground, crying and trying to catch her breath.

Eric felt uneasy, frowning as he spoke in a low voice, "Anais, it's my birthday. Why are you making a scene?"

Eric wasn't worried about any beef between him and James; he just thought Anais was making a fool of herself.

Anais couldn't compete with Emily, whether it was in scheming or skills.So she was bringing disgrace on her own head.

He shouldn't have brought her along. Their relationship wasn't great to begin with.

Once they were out of the private room, Emily raised aneyebrow at James."How was my acting? Think I could make it in Hollywood?"

James chuckled. "You really made a mess of Anais at such a nice birthday party. She's definitely gonna hold a grudge."

Emily wrapped her arm around James, raising an eyebrow. "Anais picked the wrong target. She should be chasing you, not bothering me. Without

me. you'd have women all over you, right?"

James raised an eyebrow, giving her a sly look.

Emily suddenly realized, "You're the bad guy here. It's your buddy's birthday, and you didn't want to deal with his sister, so you made me handle her."

The politics between big families were complicated, and appearances had to be kept up.

From what Anais said, she and James were almost engaged. If the engagement fell through, someone had to take the fall.

James could see she was overthinking it. He didn't explain,just pulled her into the car and kissed her deeply.

His fingers slipped under her clothes, finding her breasts and teasing her nipples. He pressed against her, whispering, "What did you call me in there? Say it again."

Calling him Jim was a last resort.

Emily grabbed his wrist, stopping him. She half-closed her eyes,a playful smile on her face. "We're in the car. Can't you wait?"

James just wanted to hear her call him Jim again. He used to think it was a cheesy name, but now he didn't mind being cheesy.

Back home, Emily and James went at it until late into the night.

James' big cock kept thrusting in and out of her pussy. Her slim waist twisted eagerly, and she came over and over.

James was red-eyed from the tight grip of her pussy, his strong hips

thrusting wildly, hitting her deepest spots. After a dozen thrusts, he came,filling her with hot cum.

He held her close, her legs spread wide, letting him thrust his massive cock into her pussy.

Emily's body shook with his movements, her eyes filled with desire,her lips captured by James in a forcefual kiss.

James lifted her off the bed, the intense pleasure making Emily feel dazed until a cool breeze hit them.

He pressed her against the terrace railing, his rough, hard cock sliding in and out of her pussy, their juices dripping obscenely.

Even though she was exhausted, Emily couldn't sleep when they got back to the room. She sat on the balcony swing until dawn.

She couldn't understand why Veda, who had everything-her parents and John-still hated her.

Emily never suspected Veda was the one plotting against her back then because she didn't think Veda was so scheming and unscrupulous.

But now, she saw Veda for who she truly is and wouldn't ignore Veda's actions. She was going to make Veda pay.

Around eight o'clock, Emily made a call. "Isolde Porter, your daughter Veda is back from overseas. Aren't you going to see her?"

At nine in the morning, the area outside the Williams Group building was bustling. Everyone was rushing to clock in.

Emily arrived just in time, parking her car on the side of the road.

Without getting out, she saw a haggard woman standing nearby, watching people pass by. It was Isolde.

Her face was grim, her clothes tattered and dirty, looking like a beggar.But her eyes were full of cunning and malice.

Finally, she spotted Veda. A glint of cunning flashed in her eyes as she walked up and grabbed the arm of the glamorous Veda. "Veda, I finally found you. You're back, but why didn't you come find me?"

At first. Veda's eyes were confused. Then, recognizing Isolde, she widened her eyes in shock. "How did you get here? I don't know you! Let go of me!

She tried to shake off Isolde's hand, but Isolde's grip was strong, her nails digging into Veda's flesh through her clothes.

Hearing this, Isolde grabbed Veda's hair and started hitting and kicking her.

As she beat her. Isolde yelled, "Look, everyone, my own daughter doesn't take care of me. She found a rich boyfriend to enjoy herself while leaving me to suffer. Her father broke his leg and no one is taking care of him at home."

Veda had been making a name for herself at the company,so most people knew who she was.

Isolde shouted loudly, "You heartless girl!"

People around were drawn to the commotion. Someone quickly separated Veda and Isolde.

Isolde lay on the ground, rolling around. "I raised an ungrateful daughter.

You don't even care for your own parents. When I gave birth to you, I almost died. And now, you don't take care of me in my old age."

Veda was trembling with anger and fear.