"Jerry!" Emma screamed. "Help!"
Jeremy couldn't stand still as he saw Emma struggling to keep her balance near the ledge of the balcony and he rushed forward.
"Haha!" Emma laughed as she steadied herself by grabbing the ledge. "You're adorable, Jerry," she giggled.
"Leave," Jeremy said gritting his teeth, and turned away to get inside the office.
He heard shouts from down below. And one distinct shout was very familiar.
"Don't kill yourself, Emma! I only have you left!"
It was his father- Jeremiah Harrison's voice filled with desperation and love for his only daughter.
Jeremy rolled his eyes.
As if Emma would kill herself. She loves herself too much for that! Carry on with your act, Jeremiah! Whatever!
"Get out of my property, Emma," Jeremy spoke in a dismissive tone and slammed the door open. "You are not welcome here anymore."
He walked to his chair and drank a sip of whiskey to calm his nerves.
