MIMI
"Mr Nash.." Amelia stutters, ready to butter Emmette as she eyes Emery. All eyes turn to him, acknowledging the powerful bastard.
"Madam Remington." Emmette hoarsed, rather annoyed at her sheepish tone.
"Is she your daughter?" She looked over at the little girl who held both Corrie and Emmette's hand.
"Yes. Her name is...