emory of a vivid dream. "I just remembered I had a dream about my late sister's daughter, who is with my grandparents... In the dream, she was caught in a fire acci

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enemy? He's probing too much into my private affairs. I can't risk him learning about my personal life; he's s

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are her outstanding school grades and certificates, an elderly grandparents, and a failing company desperately trying to stay afloat. No siblings in

never knew Miss Emma could be so stingy with her food. You can't even invite

tension dissipate. "I don't share my foo

eplied, a playful

incere as she regarded him, "thank you for the food. You're a su

ded, when suddenly his phone bee

athroom," he said, asking for permission as he knew

her food as he hurried into the bathroom. Once inside,

a caught her boyfriend-now ex-boyfriend-Vick Grayson-with her best friend Mia in be

mering beneath the surface. "Her boyfriend

Grayson's Corporati

and activities; I need to know how to deal with him. And don't forget about the ong

out that Mia girl-some sort of conspiracy that I

that's your job," Johnson replied, his voice thoughtful. "I

glanced at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. "No one messes

shifted. Johnson found Emma standing defiantly

?" he asked, confusio

nd, but they wouldn't let me,

ident in his eyes. "Sir, your orders were that no one goes in or ou

an her! She needs to walk and regain her strength in the sunlight

bills. I need to know how much I owe,

sorted out," Johnson replied hesita

pointed incredulously

done more than enough by bringing me here and even providi

m a principled man; I don't shy away from my responsibilities. My car nearly hit you

rds exchanged bewildered glances, whispering among themselves. "What just happened?" one asked incre

encing them instantly. "You're discussing your boss behind his ba

son sank into the chair across from her. Their eyes l

me?" Emma finally asked

on feigned shock, a grin

ne acts this way without ulterior moti

bet Miss Emma has been through some misfortune to ask tha

in the cozy dim light of her room, a sense of longing filling her heart. She closed her eyes momentarily, wishing for someone to be honest with her, just once. "Mr. Johnson," she venture

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worry, Emma. Soon enough, we will be connected in a way you can only imagine...°

ould rest now. Your phone is right beside you; it's fully charged, so feel free to use i

he stillness. "Once I'm well, I'll work hard to pay you back. I don

the air. "Fine, do what you feel you must, but please take your time. You don't need to rush

er words had caused him. Without a backward glance,

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cool air. *°°°She's really not materialistic,* he thought, determination filling him. *I will learn to love her more from this mome

As she opened the door, she was taken aback to find three stern bodyguards stationed at her threshol

ion on his face. "Our boss instructed us to protec

rustration. "I'm not a child who needs babysit

replied collectively, an air

ou trailing behind me on my stroll. If you do, I'll report you to your boss-I'm sur

certain glances, momentaril

shaking her head as she stepped past

of the guards asked, hi

eep an eye on her from a distance. If anything were to happen, our boss would n

istance, their duty weighing heavily upon them as t