The room light was on.
He's at home...
Emma Aiden looked at the near room, and in her mind, flashed the messages she saw on the newspaper today.
He must be very angry now.
If he sees her, will he rush over and hang her up to vent his anger?
Emma shivered at the thought of this possibility.
She fears no one, except Harrison Yale...
But not seeing him, she couldn't help but worry, wanting to see if he was okay.
Emma stood in place, conflicted for a few minutes, when she heard a muffled sound from Harrison's room, like someone falling.
Did he pass out?
Emma's facial expression turned pale, and without thinking further, she directly climbed up the water pipe.
She stepped on the balcony's guardrail and flipped into Harrison's balcony.
She was not good at anything else, but since childhood, she had practiced climbing walls to see Harrison; her swift moves were unlike a girl, more like a spy from a TV movie.
