Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2997

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"Are you still seeing Mr. James?"

"Yes!"

"No matter who your boyfriend is, we're still old classmates and friends. If you ever need anything, you can always reach out to me."

"I will!" Emily smiled. "You should get back to work—I need to go, too."

Wilson gave her a charming smile. "Alright, go ahead."

Emily nodded slightly and turned to head back into the private room.

Wilson lingered a moment, a thoughtful expression on his face. After a pause, he took out his phone and dialed. "Allen, it's Wilson."

Back when he was looking for someone to do property design work, someone had introduced Allen to him. They'd met a few times and had a pretty good rapport.

Allen answered with a chuckle, "Mr. Walton!"

After a bit of small talk, Wilson got to the point. "How's Emily been doing at the company lately?"

Allen, still at work, glanced around, then got up and found a quiet corner. "Mr. Walton, did you just run into Emily? Things have been pretty rough for her lately."

"What happened?" Wilson pressed.

Allen described how Emily had been targeted and suppressed at work. "Since you're Emily's friend, Mr. Walton, and I've always admired her, I thought I'd let you know. But please—don't mention you heard this from me."

Wilson's brow furrowed further as he nodded slowly. "I understand. Thank you, Allen."

"No problem at all, Mr. Walton."

Wilson ended the call, his expression even more grim than before, and headed outside.

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Over the next couple of days, Emily followed Orval from site to site, studying the architectural plans of other properties and listening as he explained the principles of creating an auspicious building.

Edwina overheard their gossip as she passed by and frowned slightly before turning back to say, "We all used to get along—let's not kick someone when they're down."

The designer who had been mocking Emily the loudest—a mid-level staffer—looked like she wanted to snap back, but at that moment Cedric entered, so she kept her mouth shut.

Cedric scanned the office and asked Edwina, "Emily's out again?"

Edwina nodded. "She's been out most of the past few days."

There'd been a heatwave lately, and Emily was running all around town. Adelaide's way of tormenting her was truly cruel.

Cedric frowned deeply and walked away.

After he left, the same designer muttered under her breath, "Did you see that—even Cedric can't protect Emily now."

Edwina shot her a glance, her eyes uncertain, but didn't say anything more as she returned to her own desk.

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