Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Villain Ch 685. Emma's Strange Behavior

Jordan handed the key to Allen, who accepted it with a grateful nod. "The night is a bit late, I hope you don't mind trying the motorcycle tomorrow," Jordan suggested, concern lacing his tone.

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing," Allen replied with a small smile. He didn't mind waiting until the next day to take the motorcycle for a spin. Besides, night riding wasn't something he particularly enjoyed anymore.

Night riding used to be a form of therapy for Allen, a way to escape the turmoil of his own emotions and find solace on the open road. There were times when he would hop on his motorcycle in the dead of night, pushing the speed limit as if trying to outrun his own demons. It was a reckless and dangerous habit, one that he had indulged in during his darkest moments.

He remembered those nights vividly, the roar of the engine drowning out the noise in his head as he raced through the empty streets. It was a temporary distraction, a fleeting sense of freedom that offered brief respite from the pain of heartbreak. But deep down, Allen knew that it was no way to heal, no way to mend a broken heart.

As time passed and he grew wiser, Allen realized the folly of his ways. He understood the risks involved in night riding, the dangers of reckless behavior on the road. He had learned to prioritize safety over thrill-seeking, to recognize that there were healthier ways to cope with his emotions than risking life and limb on a motorcycle.

With a warm smile, Jordan wrapped his arm around Allen's shoulder, his enthusiasm infectious. "Now let's have dinner, shall we?" he suggested eagerly.

Allen couldn't help but chuckle at his father's enthusiasm. "Isn't this too late for dinner?" he quipped, teasingly raising an eyebrow.

"Well, it's still dinner time for me," Jordan replied with a grin, undeterred by the late hour.

Jordan and Allen made their way to the dining room. The room was bathed in soft, ambient light, casting a warm glow over the elegantly set table. The table was adorned with fine china, gleaming silverware, and crystal glasses, creating an atmosphere of luxury and refinement.

However, there was a noticeable absence of cakes and other indulgent desserts typically found at such gatherings. Instead, the spread consisted mostly of healthy fare, reflecting Jordan's commitment to maintaining a balanced diet and healthy lifestyle. Colorful salads, grilled vegetables, and lean proteins adorned the table, enticing guests with their fresh flavors and vibrant presentation.

Allen noticed Emma's presence at the table. She sat across from him, her expression a curious mix of annoyance and disdain. Allen couldn't shake the feeling that she was sizing him up with a critical gaze.

Nevertheless, Allen maintained a polite demeanor, offering Emma a friendly smile as he settled into his seat.

"Hey, Emma, you're still up?" Allen greeted her with a friendly smile. He had assumed Emma had retired to her room after receiving a text from someone named Azura earlier. However, to his surprise, she was still awake. Experience tales at empire

"Yeah, I'm still up," Emma replied, her tone slightly curt as she glanced up from her phone. She had just finished a call with Azura. They had caught up on various topics, but what had caught Emma's attention the most was Azura's confession about playing Hell's Gate.

Azura's curiosity about the character of the devil emperor had piqued Emma's interest. It was unusual for Azura to show such fascination, especially considering she rarely paid attention to boys, whether in real life or in virtual worlds. Emma couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the thought of Azura's newfound interest in her brother.

Emma couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at her. She found herself questioning why Allen seemed to effortlessly attract attention, even when portraying the villainous character of the devil emperor in the game. After all, the devil emperor was supposed to be despised by players, not admired.

Yet, despite his role as the main antagonist, Allen had managed to captivate the imagination of players with his portrayal of the devil emperor. It was a paradox that left Emma feeling perplexed and somewhat resentful. She couldn't understand why her brother had such a magnetic presence.

Jordan furrowed his brow, his concern evident as he observed Emma's unusual demeanor. "Did you guys have a fight?" he inquired, his voice laced with worry.

Emma's response was short and clipped, leaving little room for further discussion. "No," she replied curtly, her eyes fixed on her phone screen.

Jordan's gaze shifted to Allen, silently seeking confirmation or clarification. Allen, however, could only offer a bewildered shrug in response. He was just as puzzled by Emma's behavior as Jordan was. It seemed clear that something was bothering Emma, but Allen couldn't quite put his finger on what it might be.

Allen felt a surge of uncertainty. Should he mention Azura and their recent conversation? Allen had never met Azura before. Besides, he wasn't even sure what the nature of his relationship with Azura was supposed to be.

Despite his confusion, Allen couldn't shake the feeling that Azura's involvement somehow played a role in Emma's current mood. Perhaps there was more to their conversation than Emma was letting on, something that had triggered her sudden change in behavior.

With a sigh, Allen decided to tread carefully. He didn't want to cause any unnecessary tension or discomfort, especially when the reason behind Emma's demeanor remained unclear.

"Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice laced with genuine worry.

"I'm okay. I just caught up with Azura," Emma's reply was dismissive, her tone clipped. Despite her words, Allen couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story than Emma was letting on. Her sudden change in behavior and the tension that hung in the air suggested otherwise.

Jordan's brow furrowed with concern as he observed the exchange between his children. "So, it's because of Azura?" Jordan asked.

"No," Emma denied as soon as possible.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Emma, if something's bothering you, you can talk to us about it," Jordan offered gently, his voice filled with paternal concern.

Emma's response was a tight-lipped smile, her eyes avoiding Jordan's gaze. "I'm fine, really," she insisted, though her tone lacked conviction.