Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 15 No Holding Back

To everyone’s surprise, Emelie simply stated, “Ten minutes is all I need.”

Daphne was caught off guard, and William’s brows knitted.

Emelie bore the pain in her leg as she leaned on the bed ralling for support and approached the factory manager. “Manager, I need to speak with you in private.”

“Of course, go ahead,” the factory manager quickly responded.

Emelie said in a low voice, “Could you please call over the blogger who was taking photos in the factory? I saw him helping with bringing the injured to the hospital, and he should still be in the emergency room.”

The factory manager paused, then whispered, “Alright, I’ll go get him now,”

Emelie nooded. “Thank you.”

Their whispered conversation went unheard by the rest.

William’s gaze on Emelie was cold and detached, while Daphne appeared visibly anxious.

Was Emelie just bluffing, or did she genuinely have something up her sleeve?

The factory manager wasn’t gone for long before he returned with a black bag, piquing everyone’s

curiosity about its contents.

He informed Emelie. “The young man said he knew why you were looking for him. Since he was unable to come, he gave this to me instead of coming himself.”

the bag, opened it, and found a camera inside–the exact

the man had anticipated her

began to search through the photos without

had been right to suspect she was the focus of the photos in the camera, with the

inquire, “What’s that

who photographed the boat today. It’s his camera. I’m unsure why the secretary

fingers tightly out of sight, a flicker of unease in her

scrolled through the albums until she stumbled upon a

watching it briefly, she

claim to have seen me tampering with the rope, yet how

The foo

Emelie and Daphne near rope number 4, and Emelie’s

once reaching for

view left no doubt about what

firm assertion that she saw Emelie tampering

shifted to Daphne,

to pale, realizing the evidence was

with the camera in hand, pressing, “How do

instinctively retreated, stammering. “I…

that I’d actually find proof, or that I’d find it so

at a loss and bit her

could it be such a coincidence? If not for that opportune video, Emelie would have