Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 161 Despicable

william hung up the call and smoothly dodged Emelle’s attempt to reach him.

with the curtains drawn shut, the room was pitch black. Emelle stumbled in the darkness. She tripped over the edge of the carpet and struggled to regain her

balance.

Before she could steady herself, Willam pushed her against the wall from behind and firmly held her Implace.

He was manipulating her with the dexterity of a skilled puppeteer and effortlessly controlling her movements. It was almost as if she were nothing more than a pawn in his game.

Frustrated, Emelia’s breath quickened as she struggled against her restrained hands.

“William! Get out of my room right now! Or else

“orelse what?” William’s tone, dulled by alcohol, was chillingly indifferent. “What will you do if I’ve actually done something? Will you have the nerve to cause a

Achill ran down Emelie’s spine. Her entire body tensed at his words.

“Let me try to figure this out. What exactly did Bryan promise you guys? Samuel hops onto the project to help Swanson Corporation gain more influence. In return, once the project wraps up, you get a ticket into Swanson Corporation, am right?

“Now, how about you guess? Do you really think I don’t have any way to kick Swanson Corporation out of this project? If the project tanks because of you, will Swanson Corporation still take you in? Your only job would be gone too, wouldn’t it?”

Emelie realized William’s words were a blatant, unvanished form of blacknall. He was using his authority to manipulate her.

exactly are you up to?“, furious but oddly

power play? If I refuse to sleep with you, you’ll kick Swanson

into her hand “Am I really

sharply. “Are you not?!

now

I’m nowhere near your dear

others down just because you re

he’s still seeing you

being his

messed up

a good guy? “My relationship with Samuel is none of

a disadvantage and could

limits. She was on the brink

If I can keep someone like you around for three years, what else could possibly tamish my reputation more than that?”

has their limits, and Emelle reached hers. “Why the are you bringing up Wesley now?” she snapped.

now it seemed it was forbidden to even mention Wesley’s

malice

to swell like a balloon. But the fiery resentiment in his chest had been simmering since the incidents at the racetrack. Fueled by

Emelie, grasping

before his lips, amelling