Chapter 85 She Belongs to Me Tonight

Emelie was afraid of William.

She couldn’t imagine what he could do with the contract, and humans would always be scared of the unknown.

William didn’t make any further moves toward Emelie, simply letting go of her hand and striding upstairs.

He didn’t ask for her to follow

But his departing figure clearly implied that she should follow Itim upstairs.

Emelie’s mind raced; she tried to think of ideas, She accidentally made eye contact with Bryan, who slightly nodded.

Emelie steadied herself and eventually went upstairs.

At least with Bryan there, he would back her up,

Even without Samuel’s involvement, he was delighted with the terms she offered him. So, he would help her.

Downstairs was where regular guests entertained themselves, while the second floor was where the big shots on this ship gathered.

Norman patted William’s shoulder. “We’re playing poker. I remember you’re good at it.”

William replied, “I’m just decent.”

you take my place? I’m getting old and can’t handle the fatigue. I need to be down

Norman massaged his waist, sighing. “Then can you

William nodded.

room, and

was well–lit, with a sofa,

the sofa, but two men in suits sat at

were relatively

found them familiar but couldn’t quite place their

sat at the poker table as soon as

with the upper part made of red velvet fabric and the skirt

off–white chiffon

sat on

a cigarette for him

an uncomfortable sense of humility.

two men also had women at their feet, doing similar

of what to do. She stood there, and no one paid

at her and said, “Do you still need me to teach you where your place

wanted her to follow Patricia’s

like that. She remained silent

defiance caused the other two men at the poker table to focus

smiling as he asked William, “Is this Mr.

to slash so many points off me with

silent and continued playing his

man took a cigarette from the pack, tapped it on

light this cigarette for

suddenly remembered

a real

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