Emily obediently let him pull her along, her face slightly flushed. "I look terrible, don't I?"

"No, you're not ugly at all." Mr. Satan pulled her to sit down, gently encircling her. "Emily, it's my fault. I didn't consider it properly. I shouldn't have let you face that man alone."

Emily felt a bit teary-eyed, not sure why she always became so fragile in front of him.

Just moments ago, she had been strong in Jackson's car, but once back at 2307, feeling his embrace, she couldn't help ...