Emma Hart's Secret

Emma Hart had arranged to meet Amelia Davidson at the company today. As soon as Amelia got out of her car, she walked straight over to Emma. "Did you bring the files for that case last time?"

"They're all on a USB drive. I could have just sent them to you online," Emma replied, worried about troubling Amelia with another trip.

"That wouldn't do at all, you know how confidential this stuff is. Besides, it's not just about the files. I came to see my baby," Amelia said as she bent down and affectionately rubbed Emma's belly with a smile.

"This godmother role is set," Emma laughed, recalling her initial disbelief that Amelia Davidson could be so warm. She had always seemed as cold and ruthless as another "Damien Sterling" to her. Now, it seemed, appearances truly were deceiving.

Like now, Amelia was completely doting, the sort obsessed with the child even before its birth.