“About the other night—sorry.”
Emmy froze.
Her mind instantly replayed that night when James had suddenly pulled her close, his eyes full of heat and longing.
She forced a smile and tried to brush it off. “It’s fine, honestly. No big deal.”
James pressed his lips together, thinking for a moment before explaining, a little awkwardly, “I was working late with the team those days. Stayed at the dorm.”
So he hadn’t ditched her on purpose. The things he’d said that night were just out of frustration?
Just like that, all the weird hurt and confusion she’d been carrying vanished into thin air.
Emmy couldn’t help but smile, her voice lighter now. “Got it. Next time you’re staying at the dorm, just send me a message. That way I won’t bother making dinner—no sense letting good food go to waste.”
Back at her desk, Emmy was still in a great mood as she worked late into the night. When she finally came out, rubbing her sore neck, the apartment was empty—James had already left.
The kitchen was spotless. Dishes and forks washed, stacked neatly on the drying rack. Even the stove shined.
This guy…
He apologized with words but always made it right with actions. Honestly, the guy was a total catch for a homebody.
Emmy couldn’t stop herself from grinning as she poured a glass of water, drank it all in one go, and headed off to bed. She slept better than she had in ages.
The next morning, she walked into Starlight Corporation in the best mood.
But as soon as she ducked into the far stall in the women’s room and locked the door, she heard the click of high heels and a wave of flattery coming from just outside.
“Ms. White, you’re so incredible! You got the Skyline System running so fast—I swear it’s a hundred times better than that Dome project!”
“Seriously! That Dome thing is always breaking down. Who knows how much money it’s cost the company. If she wasn’t the CEO’s daughter, there’s no way something that bad would have even made it out the door!”
In the middle of all the praise, Evelina’s voice sounded soft and a little helpless.
Her face was calm, like she hadn’t heard a thing. She walked straight to the sink and started washing her hands.
“Emmy?” Evelina was the first to recover, quickly stepping forward with an overly sweet smile. “Oh, you were in here? Why didn’t you say something? You scared us.”
Emmy didn’t even look up. “Didn’t realize I needed to announce every bathroom break.”
She raised her head, her eyes meeting theirs in the mirror—cool and sharp. “If you’re not doing anything wrong, what are you so afraid of? Next time you’re talking behind someone’s back, maybe check if the walls have ears. Otherwise, don’t be surprised when your tongue gets you in trouble.”
She turned and walked out without another word.
“What was that attitude?” the first woman fumed, her cheeks bright red. “So what if she’s Mr. Lincoln’s daughter? Big deal! She already got kicked out of Starlight, and now she’s just a tech director at some tiny company. Who does she think she’s impressing?”
“Exactly! Ms. White, she’s totally disrespecting you. You can’t just let her walk all over you!”
But Evelina just frowned, a flicker of worry crossing her face.
“What’s she doing at Starlight Corporation?”

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