Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Jupter 317 A Joke

As soon as he finished speaking, a hand clamped down hard on Charles‘ shoulder,

letore he could whip around to see who it was, he got yanked back.

ught off guard, he staggered, sending his cottage cheese and fruit breakfast bowl flying, splattering him from head to toe

Though his clothes shielded him, the mess left him looking like a complete wreck.

harles clenched his tongue against his cheek, raised his head, and locked eyes with William. The smallenged on William’s lips, but his demeanor hinted at achill

‘Mr. Middleton, let’s keep this civilized. What’s with the hands–on approach?” Charles quipped.

Van fixed him with a stare. “Can you even talk civilly, Mr. Davis?”

‘Of course I can. Why wouldn’t I?” Charles shrugged off his jacket, balled it up, and tossed his expensive custom suit into the trash without batting an eye.

With a sly grin, he quipped, “Heard you played hero for Ms. Hoven last night at the hospital. Appreciate it.

“Next time, though, shoot me a call After all, as her potential boyfriend, I’m supposed to be the one looking out for her, you know?”

William adjusted his cufflinks. This caught Emelie’s attention as she noticed his suit looked oddly familiar. Wasn’t that what he wore last night? Didn’the leave?

No way.

the thought

indistinguishable. She was so out of it last night, she couldn’t see clearly, let

as well tell me that when you’re no longer a ‘potential boyfriend,

word’s difference.

fixed his gaze on Emelle, his expression a puzzle. Emelie started to speak but found herself at a loss for words.

at the Navarro residence last night. She had assumed William had arrived

and noticed a traffic officer towing a Ferrari parked on the street.

his tone respectful.

through the roof. Plus, it’ll need to be shipped back to the factory

firm “Money’s no problem for me. Don’t sweat it, sweetheart.”

me, and I’m heading straight to the office.

a quick look and nodded decisively. “Okay, if you say so. Call me anytime if you need something”

“will do,”

“Emelie replied

word

giving them

craning her neck to meet William’s gaze.

Now composed and clear–headed, she rebamed to her usual polite yet reserved demeanor.

your help last night, Mr. Middleton.”

remained stoic. “If you’re grateful, then

The face.