Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 41 Take Her Place

The driver was right. William’s car came to a stop right in front of the hotel.

Eastbay was near the city center, so William had no reason to go there instead of heading home. There was only one plausible explanation–his secretary had taken advantage of the situation and decided for: them to come to this hotel.

Emelie paid the taxi driver before leaving the car. She spotted William’s secretary supporting him as they made their way into the hotel.

Emelie wasn’t sure if the secretary was taking advantage of the situation to climb further up the ranks or for some other purpose, so she followed along.

Emelie pretended to be a hotel guest and trailed William and his secretary to their room.

William was completely inebriated by now. He stumbled constantly and had to rely on the secretary for support.

William was six feet tall, so it was very difficult for his secretary to help him walk. The secretary barely shut the room door, only able to manage a slight push.

Emelie quickly used her foot to stop the door from shutting entirely. The secretary had failed to notice. that. Emelie then silently crept into the room.

The secretary laid William down on the bed and said sweetly, “You’re so heavy, Mr. Middleton. I nearly

couldn’t breathe!”

William rested his arm over his eyes, finding the light too bright. He said nothing, though, from the looks of how tight his jaw was, he was feeling significant discomfort.

The secretary then asked, “Are you feeling unwell? Is your suit too tight? I’ll take it off for you.”

Yet it was her own clothes the secretary took off first. She removed her coat before unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her black brassière. She then undid William’s tie for him while kneeling on the bed.

Emelie spoke up. “If your intention is to sleep with him tonight and turn around tomorrow to say that he

forced you

and that he should compensate you–all I can say is that this is a very stupid idea.”

The secretary jolted in fright and turned around. “You…”

“I can promise you, you’ll lose way more than what you get if you try and scheme against someone like William Middleton. If you don’t believe me, go ahead,” Emelie continued.

The secretary was shocked. “W–Who are you?”

“Emelie Hoven.”

not recognize Emelie, she’d still heard her name before.

secretary.”

replied calmly, “I’d advise you to leave right

MIMHE.

doing this since the start, so now that she was found out, the

to come and watch after William instead. Emelle didn’t want to be responsible for William’s death if he choked on his vomit in the middle

bedside lamp on while waiting for the call to

grabbed her wrist the moment she

pulled her

it, she was lying flat on the

Her eyes widened.

dead drunk moments ago, was now clasping her jaw. He rasped, “Since you know me so well, Ms. Hoven, I’m sure you can guess what I’m

said calmly. Chapter

to a stop right in

heading home. There was only one plausible explanation–his secretary had taken

the car. She spotted William’s secretary supporting him as they

was taking advantage of the situation to climb further up the ranks or for some other purpose, so

guest and trailed William and his secretary

was completely inebriated by now. He stumbled constantly and had to rely

very difficult for his secretary to help him walk. The secretary barely shut the room

to stop the door from shutting entirely. The secretary had failed

secretary laid William down on the bed and said

couldn’t breathe!”

rested his arm over his eyes, finding the light too bright. He said nothing, though, from the looks of how tight his

you feeling unwell? Is your suit too tight? I’ll take it off for

clothes the secretary took off first. She removed her coat before unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her black brassière. She then undid William’s tie

up. “If your intention is to sleep with

forced you

compensate you–all I can say

in fright and turned

try and scheme against someone like William Middleton. If you don’t believe me, go ahead,”

was shocked. “W–Who are

“Emelie Hoven.”

she’d still heard her name before. “Y–You’re the

secretary.”