Chapter 25: Today's Dog Food, Enjoy Your Meal

Chapter 25: Today's Dog Food, Enjoy Your Meal

This... this couldn't be possible!

Evan Xu stared at the message, his expression ghost-like.

His mind replayed the sickeningly sweet lines of the poem.

"This..." Evan Xu was dumbfounded.

It was simply too unbelievable!

Emma Roberts' love letter, it turned out, wasn't for someone else but for his master, Logan Black?

Evan Xu's odd behavior caught Logan Black's attention. His voice, raspy and gloomy, cut through the silence: "Bring it here."

With a cold glance from Logan, Evan Xu dared not delay and respectfully handed over the phone with both hands.

Logan's fingers tightened around the phone, pausing for a moment before finally looking through the cracked screen at the message.

The message was a photo, a photo of the love letter that had incinerated his insides just moments ago.

His eyes narrowed dangerously, but then his gaze inadvertently flicked to a name at the top—Emma!

Emma...

Recognizing the nickname in the sender's column, his icy expression froze on his face, turning to astonishment.

This message...

Was sent by Emma Roberts?

His fingers subconsciously scrolled down only to find not just the love letter but also a sweet, loving emoji.

The letter that proclaimed her betrayal, that letter to Ethan Walker...

Was... for him!

"I wish to be the collar to feel your scent, the belt to wrap your slender waist, the oil to brush your flowing hair..."

As his face remained blank, another message came through—[Logan~ Why haven't you replied yet? Did you like what I wrote~ I'm seeking praise and a kiss~]

The servants, previously trembling in the corner, now exchanged looks, puzzled as to why their usually world-destroying master had suddenly quieted down, his expression changing uncertainly as he stared repeatedly at the phone as if trying to decipher a flower from its screen.

Evan Xu, unsure of Logan's current mood, ventured cautiously, "Master Logan...?"

"Silence," Logan snapped.

Evan Xu immediately held his tongue.

After speaking, Logan began seriously staring at the phone, tapping on the screen with his slender fingers.

Probably because the screen was cracked and somewhat unresponsive, he slightly furrowed his brow.

Out of sheer curiosity, Evan Xu couldn't help but sneak a peek.

And then he nearly went blind...

Emma had sent another sickeningly sweet message, and his master, with that shattered screen, had painstakingly typed one word: [Good.]

Evan Xu stared in horror at that "Good."

He couldn't imagine how the master could possibly think Emma's little poem was good.

As he was still in shock, he heard Logan's now calm voice, "Call them back."

His expression suddenly as warm as spring, his eyes lingering on the words of the poem, clearly in a good mood.

"Uh... yes!" Evan Xu quickly acknowledged and phoned to call back the men who had gone to fetch Emma from school.

A storm had been dissolved just like that!?

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In the dormitory, Emma Roberts stared at her phone, anxiously waiting for a reply. The words she had sent were bold, perhaps too bold, but she couldn't take them back now.

[Logan~ Why haven't you replied yet? Did you like what I wrote~ I'm seeking praise and a kiss~]

She had sent it, and now she had to live with the consequences.

The phone buzzed in her hand, and she nearly dropped it in surprise. Logan had replied.

[Good.]

Emma blinked in astonishment. He had replied with one word—Good.

She stared at that single word, trying to decipher its meaning. Was he pleased? Was he mocking her? The uncertainty gnawed at her.

Taking a deep breath, she decided to push her luck further. She typed another message:

[Kisses, I love you~ There's an exam next week, and I'm studying hard, so I might not be able to message you for a while. Remember to think of me every day~]

Almost the moment she sent the message, the reply came instantly:

[Hmm.]

Staring at that crisp "Hmm," Emma blinked in astonishment again. This... this worked? She had just said she wouldn't contact him for a week, and he agreed to that?

She could hardly believe that a little coquetry could be so effective...

Emma was stunned for three seconds before banging her head on the desk, wishing she could knock some sense into herself. If only she had known Logan was so easy to appease, why did she suffer so much in her past life!

Discovering the secret weapon to handle the big devil was a good thing, after all.

After settling things with Logan, Emma then threw herself into her studies without a second thought, immersing herself fully in her revisions.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

During these seven days, Emma barely slept three to four hours a day, managing to review all the study materials from freshman to senior year.

Now she truly understood how painful it was to lack sleep. After the exams, she was determined to sleep until the end of time.

The first day's exams were humanities and Chinese, and Emma floated into the classroom like a ghost.

The classroom, which was somewhat noisy, fell eerily silent the moment Emma appeared.

Today, Emma hadn't worn her green wig, and her makeup was sloppily done. However, having stayed up for seven days studying, her dark circles were scarier than smoky makeup, and her messy waist-length hair was as horrifying as that green wig...

As usual, a boy lying on the table sleeping was disturbed by the noise of chairs moving around him. Annoyed, he opened his eyes.

The next second, the boy's entire body recoiled in fright, the chair scraping across the floor with a jarring noise.

The boy stared at the "Sadako" next to him, cold sweat on his forehead, and cursed in a low voice, "S-h-i-t!!!"

His shock was shared by the entire class, who stared at Emma in a mix of fear and disbelief. Emma ignored the stares, her focus on the exam ahead. She needed to pass, not for anyone else, but for herself.

As the exam papers were distributed, Emma felt a surge of determination. She wasn't the same girl who ran away from challenges. She was here to conquer them.

The first exam was humanities, and Emma quickly scanned through the questions, her mind racing to recall everything she had studied. She began to write, her pen moving swiftly across the paper.

Minutes turned into hours, and before she knew it, the exam was over. Emma breathed a sigh of relief, feeling confident about her performance. She had given it her all, and now it was time to move on to the next challenge.

The afternoon brought the Chinese exam, and once again, Emma found herself immersed in the test. Her hard work over the past week paid off as she answered question after question with increasing confidence.

By the end of the day, Emma was exhausted but satisfied. She had faced her fears head-on and had come out stronger. As she walked back to her dormitory, she couldn't help but smile, thinking about Logan's unexpected response to her message.

She knew she still had a long way to go, but for the first time in a long while, she felt a sense of hope. Emma Roberts was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing she had the strength and determination to overcome them.

As she lay in bed that night, she thought about her journey. She had discovered the power of her own resilience and learned that even the darkest clouds could have silver linings. With Logan's surprising support, she felt more confident than ever in her ability to forge her own path.