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

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

pursuit causes discomfort for the person being pursued, that’s not

my pursuit bothers you?

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

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

to be trying to forge

window, letting the

tends to make them treat you better and think twice

the adult world, connections can make a big difference in how smoothly things

refute this

just because she couldn’t argue didn’t mean she had

unfolded, she was certain Charles’s

“Mr. Davis…

the window, casually resting it on the ledge, interrupting her, “Do you know why Justina’s

then shook

but from his tone, it seemed he knew.

out, Mr. Swanson’s previous secretary

a shot at the permanent position until you came along and took