Love Beyond Privileges

eyes fixed on Emily. "Today we will be discussing your future, Emily. As the

we are trying all our possible best to protect you f

remained silent; she knew that her pare

face entered the room. "Ah, good morning, everyone. I'm Mr. Jenkins, the family la

had been planning this for a very long time. She

said, gesturing to an empty chair. "Please, have a seat. We've call

dear, your parents summoned me here today; they were concerned about y

one to take care of me; I can be responsible for myself,

want to protect you from any potential harm. They're worr

riend, Mr. Jenkins. And even if he wasn't, it's non

g ridiculous. As our only daughter, we are trying t

not argue, Emily; your parents want to set up a trus

Jenkins?" Emily said

y, the trust fund comes with certain conditions. You'll have to marry a sui

trapped but refused to give up. She stood up, her voice firm.

t's for your own good. As the only daughter of this family, it has no

s to myself, not to this family's legacy. And I won't allow any

him. "Enough, Emily! You'll do as we

t afraid, Father. You can't bully me into doing

ot argue, shall we? Emily, please consider the trust fu

n't understand, Mr. Jenkins. You won't understand what it's lik

op being dramatic. You'll do as we say, or

er. "fine I will rather be poor

t the trust fund and the marriage, then you will be cut off from the family f

r be on my own than trapped in a life I don't w

on the table. "You ungrateful girl! You'll regret this! Mark my words,

rawl to you, Father. And I'll never forgive y

nd. She couldn't take it anymore-the manipulation, control, and all the

true friend and loyal servant, standing by the d

ftly. What's wrong?

rs. "No, James. I am trapped in this nig

I am here for you, Emily. "You're not alone, an

r in a warm embrace. She felt secur

y from them makes me feel better. They don't care about me at all, onl

. "They may not care, Emily, but know that I do.

," James suggested. "We can tal

cozy room filled with books and comfortable chairs. James clo

his soft voice. "What do you want to b

I want to express my feelings through painting and make a living from it. But my pare

t true, Miss Emily. You have talent and passion. Yo

lled with tears. They controlled my e

l figure your freedom out, Emily. Trust me,