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”

his casual flirtations

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

if that pursuit causes discomfort for the person

my pursuit bothers you? How exactly?

executive secretary. I’ve been branded as ‘Mr. Davis’s girlfriend‘, and it’s become

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

seemed to be trying

rolled down the window, letting the night

make them treat you better and think twice before causing any trouble.

connections can make a big difference in how smoothly things go. You see where I’m

refute this well–known

argue didn’t mean she had

how situations unfolded, she was certain Charles’s antics would spell

“Mr. Davis…

window, casually resting it on the ledge, interrupting her, “Do you know

shook her

tomorrow, but from his tone, it seemed he knew.

Mr. Swanson’s previous secretary went on maternity leave, and Justina

shot at the permanent position until you came