Emma didn't seem like she was scared. Instead, she got up relaxingly from the sofa, walked towards
Abbott, tugged his tie, and said, "I know I'm not a match for him. But I still have you, right? Aren't you
working for him?"
Abbott looked down at her hand and sneered, "Why are you so sure that I'll help you?"
Emma approached his chin and blew warm air at him, "If you don't want to help your woman, who else
do you want to help?"
"Is this a joke?" Abbott pinched her cheeks, "You willingly throw yourself at me. You don't deserve to be
my woman!"
Emma wasn't angry. She just laughed and said, "Whether be it I throw myself at you, or you voluntarily
find me, all of these don't matter. The important thing is you have slept with me, so are you trying to
deny it now? Should I go public and sue you for rape?"
Abbott narrowed his eyes.
"Don't stare at me." Emma lifted her leg and rubbed it on his side, "I prefer you to be gentler to me."
Abbott was speechless.
"Can you show some dignity? Can you stop being so bitchy?" Abbott shoved her away.
Emma bumped into the corner of the table. She held her leg and said, "Abbott, you have gone too far."
"You are the one who has gone too far. Do you really think that I'll listen to you just because I slept with
you? It's just some photos; you can give them to whoever you want. As for the video, you can give
them to whichever media you like, I don't care. You will never be able to threaten me!"
After saying that, Abbott went out and slammed the door behind him.
Emma sat on the table and looked at the closed door. She tightly clenched her fists.
She refused to give up. She took out her phone and called him.
Abbot was driving. He heard his phone’s ringtone, took it out and saw that it was her name. He didn't
pick it up but just threw it aside and let it ring.
Seeing that he didn't pick up her call, Emma wasn't discouraged. She chose to text him instead.
Very soon, the phone ringing stopped, and the text message notification sounded. Abbott reached out
and looked at his phone. The contents were, [You don't want your future anymore?]
Abbott stopped the car beside the road and replied to her text, [Do I still have a future after I met you?]
Emma didn't give up, [Can you really give up your dignity for your boss?]
[Emma, do I still have any dignity after I met you?"]
Emma bit her lip and dialled his number once again. This time, Abbott picked up her call, "What more
do you want?"
Emma, "You really can give up your future?"
Abbott answered her without hesitation, "Yes."
"Are you a dog? Why do you need to be so loyal? You are just working for him. If you help me, I can let
you become your own boss. You are capable, I can..."
"Emma, do you think other people are the same as the Bailey family? A person without humanity and
morality is worse than a pig or a dog. I can't control you, Emma, but you can also stop thinking about
manipulating me."
Emma held her phone and didn't speak for a long while.
Abbott asked, "Why are you not talking?"
"I don't know what to say," Emma mumbled.
She really couldn't refute Abbott. She understood that her father and her brother were to blame for
what happened to them. But she was their daughter and sister, she couldn't remain indifferent about
what had happened.
"Abbott, I'm asking you one last time. Are you really not going to help me?" Emma asked.
Abbot gave her the same answer, "I'm not going to betray my boss."
"Okay. Don't regret it!" After saying that, Emma hung up the call.
Abbott looked at the screen of his phone, which showed that the other party had already hung up, and
the beeping sound was on. He pressed the end button, threw his phone aside, laid his elbows against
the steering wheels, and covered his face.
He let go of his hand after a long while. After some pondering, he finally made up his mind.
He started the car again and drove to the company.
He parked his car, got into the elevator, and stopped at the office level. After he got out of the elevator,
he walked straight to Matthew's office.
Just as he was about to knock on Matthew's door, the secretary told him, "The boss is not in."
Abbott turned around and asked, "Where did he go?"
"I don't know where he has gone to. It's not in the schedule." The secretary said.
She really had no idea where Matthew went. His private matters wouldn't be listed in the schedule.
Abbott furrowed his eyebrows tightly.
"Do you have something important to report to him?" The secretary saw that he looked quite anxious.
Abbott didn't say anything and went back to his own office.
His office was located diagonally opposite Matthew's office. It was spacious and aesthetically
decorated. He walked to his desk and touched it. Emma said that he was just a normal employee
working for someone. She was right. He was indeed working for someone, but he felt a great sense of
achievement. He had attained his status and position today all because of Matthew. Matthew trusted
him and even entrusted him with important responsibilities. Otherwise, how could he be able to
demonstrate his capabilities?
How could he be a person without a conscience?
He would never help Emma to frame Matthew.
He could tell that Matthew really cared about Dolores.
How could he be so ungrateful and sow discord between the two of them?
Abbott lowered his eyes, took out his phone, and dialled Matthew's number.
Matthew was accompanying Dolores for a check-up. This month, she would need to go for regular
check-ups. Right now, she's performing fetal heart rate monitoring. They could hear the fetal's
heartbeat clearly, which was presented through the whirring sound of the machine.
Matthew stood beside Dolores, grabbing her hand tightly. He felt complicated and excited. From the
heartbeat sound, he could tell that the baby was very energetic and full of vigour.
He even unknowingly tightened his grip that was grabbing Dolores's hand.
Dolores felt a little painful, and it was sweaty as well, but she didn't remind Matthew. When she was
pregnant with Andrew and Amanda, he didn't get a chance to hear the heartbeat in her belly. Now that
he had got the chance, it was natural for him to get aroused. This was a normal reaction for a father.
At this moment, the phone in Matthew's pocket suddenly rang.
He took out his phone and saw that it was Abbott who had called him. He hung up the phone, leaned
over to Dolores, and whispered, "I'm going outside to return a call."
Dolores nodded, "Just go."
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