Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 6 The Presentation

Emelie’s colleague sincerely suggested to her, “Emelie, have you thought about it? Your employment contract is up in a month. If you don’t come back, Mr. Middleton might not renew it.

“Once it expires, it’ll automatically be terminated. Even if the contract were to end, you should return to the headquarters to wrap things up. It would look better on your resume.”

Though Emelie’s concerns lay elsewhere, she couldn’t shake the need to witness the situation firsthand.

On the day of William’s branch office visitation, she meticulously applied her makeup and chose a white dress for him and waited at the company’s entrance.

Ten minutes later, three cars drove over and smoothly parked at the company’s steps.

William was the first to step out of the car.

Before Emelie’s smile could fully bloom, another figure appeared from the other door–phne.

It appeared that William and Daphne were as inseparable as the rumors said.

Emelie momentarily hesitated but proceeded to greet him respectfully, “Welcome, Mr. Middleton.”

William briefly acknowledged her with a fleeting glance, offering no response before he confidently

ascended the steps into the company alongside the branch manager.

Emelie admired his retreating figure, noting his preference for impeccably tailored black suits that complemented his physique, enhancing his height, broad–shouldered, and strikingly handsome silhouette.

Daphne scurried to Emelie, greeting her softly, “Hi Ms. Hoven, it’s been a while.”

shone with an

with a slight

Emelie was tasked with delivering the key presentation to the

the presence of international clients, Emelie conducted her entire presentation

was both fluent and confident, peppered with gentle humor that

from the audience.

presentation captivated everyone, culminating

remained neutral, leaving Emelie uncertain whether his approval was genuine

modestly, bowed gracefully, and descended

at the head of the conference table, Emelie pretended to accidentally kick the table

curled hair, fragrant with gardenias, lightly brushed over his hand resting on the

The Presentation

and her gaze met William. His pupils were dark and

compelling.

up,

was diligently taking notes. Her hair was obscuring her face and hiding.

the first to exit, with

organizing her materials until the room was empty,

leave with her documents.

a man entered

was about six feet three and blocked