Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

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Chapter 3 Why Don’t You Just Rob a Bank

William didn’t explain. After all, explanations had never been his style.

Standing by the railing on the second floor, he looked downstairs, his gaze stretching through the open door into the dark night. Tilting his head slightly, he suggested, “You should get some test. They’ve prepared a room for you.

“And what about you? Elena asked instinctively

William’s gaze lowered slightly. Though he didn’t show displeasure, Elena sensed his reluctance to be questioned. She bit her lip.

“I mean, if Mrs. Matilda notices that you’re gone tomorrow morning, she’ll want to know where you went. What should I tell her?”

Tell her whatever you think is appropriate,” William said as he took a few steps forward, then paused and turned back.

“Mrs. Navarro might not be in the right emotional state to clarity things. Make sure to inform Mrs. Matilda tomorrow about the culprit that Emelie has identified,” he added.

Elena’s eyes flickered slightly at William’s mention of “the culprit that Emelie had identified‘.

While Emelie had indeed uncovered the real culprit independently, it was William who had just presented the analysis to Sofia Yet, he deliberately instructed Elena to inform Matilda that Emelie had identified the culprit.

expression remained unchanged “1 understand what needs

no sign of Emelie in the yard. He asked the maid at

to walk. It’s not easy to find a cab

At this hour, she intended to walk

pursed his lips and got into the

down the slope from the Navarro residence, be spotted a figure stumbling along the path. He pressed on the accelerator and pulled up beside Emelie abruptly. The

revealing William’s cold, handsome face.

in,” he commanded

to trouble you. I can manage to

countered, “Can you get a cab around

so its sudden

appearance startled het.

had to offer extra money for the driver to take her up the hill just now, she had discovered that the nearest location to hall a cab was

cold and hot. “I’ll walk down the mountain by myself,” she insisted, refusing to get into the car and determined to wall on her own.

watched her stubbornness impassively and said nothing Emelie ignored him in return,

head directly down the mountain. Instead, he stayed behind her, matching her pace step by step. For every three feet she walked,

thought she might be obstructing his path, so she purposely moved nearer to the edge. Yet, he persisted in following closely behind her without

intangible, she

gazed directly into the car at William, whose features were handsome, though his expression