Chapter 9 Good Fortune

Emille sighed heavily as she crossed the street to a pharmacy to pick up some ointments.

It was there that she received a call from William’s mother, Vanessa Rowe.

“Emelle, how have you been lately? Why haven’t you come to visit us at home?”

Emelie smiled and replied, “Auntie, I’m doing well. I’ve been a bit busy with work recently. Now that it’s less hectic, I’ll come over this weekend to visit you and Uncle.”

“Why wait for the weekend if you’re free now? Come have dinner with Willian and us tonight. I’ll cook up some of your favorite dishes.”

“Sure, I’ll let Mr. Middleton know,” Emelie said.

Vanessa playfully scolded, “Stop with the formalities of calling him Mr. Middleton. It feels so impersonal after all these years. We were even discussing your wedding with William a few months back.”

Emelie nearly tripped over the pharmacy’s doorstep.

Their wedding?

She blinked in surprise, not anticipating Vanessa would suddenly bring up such a matter.

Vanessa was not William’s biological mother but his stepmother.

Emelie was aware of the family secrets that had caused a rift between William and his family, resulting in his infrequent contact with them.

Vanessa and William’s father often learned of his well–being through Emelie, developing a fondness for

her as time went on.

due to her professional capabilities, unaware that it

of anxiety and confusion. She replied, “Auntie, I’ve got a client meeting soon,

“That’s great!” Vanessa said.

ending the call, Emelie stood dazed for a moment before hailing a

car had been parked by

inside even took a photo of her

with the client was set in the most famous hotel in

Daphne from under the table and then sat next

client was previously handled by Emelie during their first collaboration with Cloudex Corporation, so he warmly greeted Emelie in Asteshese, “Ms. Hoven, I haven’t seen

you, Mr. Smith. I had to return to the

him with

a cultural heritage boat model! I’ve seen videos of such boat races online. It’s a shame we’re not in the festival season to see

not a problem. If Mr. Smith is interested, we can arrange

was puzzled

recently invested in an exceptional factory known for manufacturing boats of

the factory houses genuine historical boats as

for her thoughtfulness, “Mr. Middleton is fortunate to have such a

a glance at Emelie, acknowledging her versatility

her now, who would guess that just three years prior, she was the

from the restroom after lunch, Emelie

outside the dining room.

or do anything right. How I wish I were as

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