My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 943

Emily Blair returned home, defeated.

Days of chasing leads had turned up only a few scraps of information about Adelaide George, and she was still no closer to finding the child.

By the time she got back to her townhouse, it was already eleven at night.

The house was pitch black—the living room lights were off, and not a sound stirred in the darkness.

She flicked on the main light, slipped into her slippers, and stepped into the living room.

Emma George’s bedroom was empty as well.

Emma still wasn’t home.

A faint crease appeared between Emily’s brows as she tossed her files onto the coffee table.

Lately, Emma had been coming home later and later—sometimes not even walking through the door until after midnight. When Emily pressed her, Emma just gave the same old answer: she’d been out shopping and grabbing dinner with her girlfriends.

But Emma had gone out at night plenty of times before, and she’d never come home this late.

Emily took a shower, but when she came out, Emma still hadn’t returned.

Towel-drying her hair, Emily grabbed her phone and called.

Emma picked up almost immediately. “Hey, Emily! I’m on my way back right now. I’ll be home soon, don’t worry.”

Emily could hear car horns on Emma’s end of the line. “What are you doing out so late?”

Emma’s answer was as breezy as ever. “Oh, you know, just dinner and shopping with the girls. Nothing special.”

Emily let a few seconds of silence stretch between them, but decided not to push.

“Come home soon, okay? Don’t stay out all night.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” Emma replied.

Emily set her phone down, her mind drifting back to that day she’d run into Emma while out with Tristan Davis. She couldn’t shake the suspicion that Emma’s late nights had something to do with Isabella Austin’s parents.

But Emma refused to tell her anything, treating her like a fool she could just brush off.

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