Chapter 173 Lapdog

Emelie could ask for anything if she went back to William?

“Like what?” she asked.

The black and white keys were pressed rhythmically, creating a melodious tane William spoke slowly, “The position of Chief Secretary is still yours.”

Emelie asked again, “Is there more?”

“Salary increase, plus bonuses.”

“Anything else?”

Willum glanced at her, his eyes narrowed slightly. The Emelie he remembered wasn’t this greedy.

However, her willingness to negotiate indicated her willingness to return. He paused his plano playing and said, “Do you still not have a car? Inconvenient transportation.”

Emelie chuckled softly. During their three years together, she didn’t even have jewelry or handbags, let alone a house or a car. Now, he was offering them freely.

But she still asked, “Anything else?

take care of your mother’s surgery to the end.” William raised his chin slightly. “Shouldn’t

cared about the most. Of

smirked. “You aren’t drinking today, yet you’re still as delusional as that night? After everything you’ve done to me, how could you still think I’d come

in an

heart condition had nothing to do

the one who kept blocking me from finding a

come running back because you say so? William, am I your lapdog?”

knew she should’ve stayed calm and unbothered

Wesley in the garden or hearing William’s absurd request, she couldn’t

pressed into a hard line.

a dog, but I can be my own person. Why would I stick around to be

black sweater and white trench coat. These

a faint smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth. He resumed playing the piano, completing the ending of the music with a lazy, nonchalant style

you don’t want

punched in the gut. It was as if her anger

response felt like he was toying with her again. Her voice tightened, she replied, “If you find it amusing to joke around, Mr. Middleton, I

is he said, “Dusy spreading Daphne’s photos, right? Of course,

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