Emma hurried out of the main hall, but every step felt heavy, her heart filled with worry and fear. Cold sweat soaked her forehead and ran down her face. She could not believe that just a moment earlier, Ricard might have discovered her greatest secret, the past she had tried so hard to hide for so long. The photograph in her hand reminded her that all her efforts could have shattered in an instant.
After walking a short distance, Emma suddenly saw Jackson approaching her. He did not seem to notice anything unusual. His eyes were focused on searching for his wallet. When his gaze met Emma's, he stopped, his brows narrowing slightly.
"Why are you here?"
Emma stammered, "I wanted to help you find your wallet. And besides, I didn't feel safe staying alone."
Jackson said nothing after hearing that. Although he was not very pleased, he was still gentle with her.
"You found it?" Jackson asked, his voice carrying a trace of worry.
