Chapter 9

Jessica sulked, but she stopped talking. Sooner or later, both Samuel's money and the title of his wife were going to be hers. Nevertheless, she knew she couldn't rush the matter, so she had to put up with it for now. It had been a while since Samuel last came home during the day. As he stood outside the familiar villa, he felt a long-unfelt sense of novelty and unfamiliarity. Perhaps this was why people often said absence made the heart grow fonder. "Emmy, I'm back," Samuel called out as he stepped briskly past the garden and into the living room. The garden was neat and well-kept. Everything inside the house remained the same as well, with not a speck of dust to be found anywhere. All of these things reflected on the owner's taste and personality. And these were all attributed to Emily's efforts. Samuel wanted to hold her and acknowledge her hard work, but there was no sight of her anywhere. At last, he asked the household staff, "Where's Emily? Has she gone out?" She was usuall