"Ms. Nixon," Filipe called out.


    Hearing his voice behind her, Delia turned around. She suppressed her anger and demanded, "Why didn''t you leave any food for me?"


    Filipe, ustomed to Delia''s temper, said calmly, "Ms. Nixon, after Madam learned you wouldn''t be having dinner, she had all the leftovers thrown away. If you''re hungry, you can have some biscuits or something to tide you over. Breakfast will be ready in the morning."


    "Tomorrow morning?!" Delia eximed.


    Seeing the disbelief in her eyes, Filipe nodded. "Yes, tomorrow morning."


    Delia sneered. "Fine, I get it."


    Ever since N''s arrival, Delia hadn''t had a peaceful day. She had to find a way to get N out of the estate-no matter what.


    N was chatting with Damon when she suddenly sneezed.


    "Are you okay? Caught a cold? You didn''t dress warmly enough today," he said, concerned.


    N gave him a side nce and teased, "Wasn''t it you who couldn''t take your eyes off me when you saw me just now?"


    "This dress does look great on you, but you''re wearing too little. You might catch a cold. Dress warmer tomorrow," Damon urged.


    N nodded. "I''ll keep that in mind. By the way, Emerald has me working at Kajer Tech, but she''s keeping me away from the core chip development. She hasn''t really interfered with anything else, though."


    Damon thought for a moment before saying, "Don''t worry about anything for now. Just do what she tells you. N, I promise, I''ll make sure youe back home with me."


    "Alright. If you need help with anything, I''ll do it as long as I can," N assured him. "Yes, I know," Damon replied.


    They shared a tender moment before Damon let N leave.


    As he watched her walk away, his hands clenched at his sides without him realizing


    it. He wouldn''t let N stay by Emerald''s side for too long.


    ...


    It was already past 8:00 p.m. when N returned to the estate.


    As soon as she stepped into the hall, Filipe informed her that Emerald wanted to see her in the study.


    She frowned but reluctantly made her way to the study.


    "Ms. Kinsey, did you need something?" she asked when she arrived.


    Emerald remarked, "I heard that today you decided to change the office decor and even told the secretaries not to work overtime. You''re really making a name for yourself, aren''t you?"


    Detecting the sarcasm in Emerald''s tone, N smiled. "Even if I am making a name for myself, I have you to thank for transferring all the shares to my name. Otherwise, wouldn''t dare do this. Besides, isn''t this what you wanted to see?"


    Emerald snorted but didn''t refute her. "I warn you, I don''t care about the rest, but if


    you do anything that harms thepany, I won''t let you off."


    "I understand. I worked all afternoon and had dinner with Andre. I''m pretty tired: there''s nothing if alse 111 bead back to my room, N excused herself.


    She had finally managed to get some rest, and she didn''t want to waste any more of


    it dealing with Emerald.


    "You and Andre seem to be getting along well. You should set a date for the


    wedding soon," Emerald said.


    N scoffed. "You can''t wait to sell me off for a good price, can you?"


    "Since you know that, you''d better behave," Emerald warned.


    "Got it. I''m going to visit my father tomorrow afternoon, so I won''t be going to the office," N informed her.


    Emerald''s expression darkened. "Do you think thepany is a market where you cane and go as you please?"