Michael stood up and walked to the busy Emily, his thin and tall body blocking her way. When she looked up and saw that he was about to say something, she said directly, "Don't ask me, I don't even know what I'm thinking. I'm not the answer, I'm just a bunch of problems." She bypassed Michael, untied her apron, hung it back in its place, and as she opened the dining room door to leave, she said to him sideways, "But I still have to apologize, what happened last night was my fault, and it will never happen again. Please give me another chance. Get some good rest." After she finished speaking, she closed the dining room door, and after a while of footsteps and door opening and closing sounds, there was no other sound.
Michael stood still in the same place, frowning and silent for a while, then quickly left the dining room. He strode up the stairs to the living room, sat at the piano, opened the piano cover, moved his fingers a bit, and began to play expressionlessly.
It was the third movement of Beethoven's "Piano Sonata No. 23," known as the "Appassionata."
He played very fast, obviously with a deep foundation, and the beautiful and passionate piano sound was very clear to Emily, who was in her room. The "Appassionata" itself is a piece that resists cruel fate and dark forces and looks forward to a better future. The whole piece is full of the power of struggle, not to mention the third movement, which is always in a state of indecisive mentality.
The sound was pleasant but unstable, subtly matching Michael's mood at the moment.
Playing the piano is a great way to vent emotions. Emily was lying on her side in bed, staring at the door, with willow eyebrows that looked very weak on other people's faces, looking sharp as if they were sword blades on her face. When she was silent, she was very silent, but once she was no longer silent, she would force people to be cornered without any room to retreat, and she was ruthless in both love and hate.
Emily didn't respond at all. Until Michael finished playing the piano and went upstairs to rest, she still didn't have any desire to go out and say anything, as if the woman who disturbed someone's heart was not her.
Day after day, week after week, Michael spent another week of this life with her, and he deeply felt that his outlook on life and values would be greatly impacted in the future. At least, he never thought before that he might find such a woman to be his wife.
Michael didn't come home during the day today. In a few days, it will be Po Ali's birthday. The other party obviously couldn't understand his stubbornness, and after saying to sever their father-son relationship, they really cut off all contact and never called him again. The property was also divided very clearly.
However, apart from the villa his mother left him, all his expenses and income are earned by him and have nothing to do with Po Ali. Whether it is divided or not is of no significance.
Until now, apart from blood relations, he had no other relationship with Po Ali.
So, how Po Ali spends his birthday and whether he will look for him has nothing to do with him.
Although this is what he thought, Michael was still in a bad mood, and the past events hidden in his heart forced him to have nowhere to go. He had to sit in a quiet coffee shop where he could be alone, and this lasted all day until more than eleven o'clock in the evening when Emily didn't wait for him to come back.
If it was a normal absence, according to Michael's perfectionist nature, he would somehow send her a message, telling her not to prepare dinner and to rest early. Emily has more or less figured out her character in the past week or so, but today she didn't get any valuable news.
Emily put on her coat and went to the reception hall of Ocean Breeze Villas to ask, and there was no message left by Michael.
Could it be that something happened? It shouldn't be, right? But thinking about it, it's also possible. Such a single man, always running around in the early hours of the morning and late at night, dressed in custom and brand-name clothes, driving a luxury car in and out of the luxury villa area, it's natural for people to target him.
In Emily's view, this society is dirty and chaotic. Otherwise, why can the people of the Trinity Organization still get away with it? Haven't they done this kind of thing many times?
Michael is not a person who is irrelevant to Emily. At least in her mind, he is the support that makes her life easy and stable now, so she immediately took a taxi to the street of the Trinity Organization, a noisy and lively street bar, to try her luck to see if Michael had any trouble there and was stopped by someone, such as not having enough money for prostitution, or getting into a fight after drinking too much.
Emily has Michael's card, so money is not a problem. Her identity is also not clear to the people on this street. She has not been in contact with people related to her parents for many years, and the Trinity Organization does not know that she is still alive and well. She is not worried about being recognized, but she is a bit confused and does not know where to find Michael.
Coincidentally, the coffee shop where Michael was located was not far from the bustling street. It is a must-pass road to the bustling street, and this place is always congested. Generally, taxis will drop people off at the front section, and passengers will walk a section to enter the bustling street. So, when Emily passed by, Michael, who was looking out of the window and pondering, saw her at a glance.
What is she doing here? Michael subconsciously frowned, his face outlined with a sharp contour, and his eyebrows and eyes looked a bit mean, obviously unhappy with her appearance in such a place. So, he hurriedly paid the money and went out of the coffee shop, following her quickly.
In late autumn in Ocean City, midnight is the most lively time at this street bar, and it is common for people to squeeze into each other. Michael chased Emily very hard, and the distance between the two grew larger and larger. In a while, she disappeared.
Emily did not know that the person following her was Michael. She felt someone following her and immediately quickened her pace to shake the person off. This is not her fault. In such a place, she must be vigilant, or it is easy to get into trouble here. However, it was her usually proud vigilance that made her miss Michael and encounter a group of people she did not want to meet.
The moonlight was charming, and the killers walked at night. A group of tall men in black suits and crew cuts surrounded a black Hummer. A middle-aged man in his forties with a great aura got off the Hummer, and it was clear that he was a gangster just by looking.