Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 323 A Title

That night, they played well past 10:00 pm, finally parting ways because they had to work the next day.

Charles didn’t touch a drop of alcohol all night. Every time someone offered him a drink, he just said, “I’m driving Ms. Hoven later.”

So eventually, Emelle couldn’t say no to his offer to drive her. He pulled up right in front of her hotel.

Emelie hadn’t mentioned where she stayed, but these guys, one by one, somehow knew.

She was already thinking about finding a new place.

But this hotel was top–notch–safe, with housekeeping and breakfast included, and super convenient for work. It was simply the best choice in terms of value.

Thinking about it got her annoyed. If not for these guys, she wouldn’t have to go through all this trouble.

Emelie unfastened her seatbelt and grasped the door handle, pausing before she called out, “Mr. Davis. ”

Charles had ditched his jacket and was clad in a form–fitting sweater that subtly highlighted his muscular arms and chest.

But when he spoke, his charm had a restless, slightly daring edge as he asked, “Hmm? Are you inviting me upstairs for a visit?

“Not tonight. It’s late, and it’s just the two of us. It wouldn’t be quite appropriate, unless you’re willing to give me some kind of title first”

completely immune to his casual flirtations by

turned you down clearly and multiple times, but you seem to brush it aside. I believe everyone has the right to

causes discomfort for the person being

pursuit bothers you? How exactly? I thought I was actually doing you

your pursuit, at Swanson Corporation, I’m no longer just the executive secretary. I’ve been branded as ‘Mr. Davis’s girlfriend‘, and it’s become a topic of office gossip. That’s not what

lollipop in the console and popped it into his mouth. “I promised you I’d quit smoking, so

recall ever asking him to quit smoking. He always seemed to be trying to forge

down the window, letting the

It tends to make

make a big difference in how smoothly things go. You see where

this well–known unspoken rule,

she couldn’t argue didn’t mean she had to

was certain Charles’s antics would spell trouble.

“Mr. Davis…

it on the ledge, interrupting her, “Do you know why Justina’s been giving you a

shook

figure it out tomorrow, but from his tone, it

previous secretary went on

until you