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.

was purely due to her professional capabilities, unaware that it

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

“That’s great!” Vanessa said.

call, Emelie stood dazed for a moment before hailing a taxi

her, a car had been parked by the roadside, watching her for

a photo of

the most famous hotel in Capebatt City, serving authentic

the ointment to Daphne from under the table and

during their first collaboration with Cloudex Corporation, so he warmly greeted Emelie in Asteshese, “Ms. Hoven, I haven’t seen you in a while. What caused your delay? I was searching for you

Mr. Smith. I had to return to the

him

videos of such boat

If Mr. Smith is interested, we

Smith was puzzled

had recently invested in an exceptional factory known for

their creations, and the factory houses genuine historical boats as well. If this

praising Emelie for her thoughtfulness, “Mr. Middleton is

at Emelie, acknowledging

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

returning from the restroom after lunch, Emelie caught the sound of Daphne’s

outside the dining room.

assist you or do anything right. How I wish I were as competent

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