Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 332 Stealing Him

With Willam present, the negotiation between Emelle and Colt progressed smoothly. They finalized the contract signing within half an hour.

Emelie raised her glass. “Here’s to Mr. Middleton and Mr. Reilly Thope our companies can work together in the future.”

Wazzam lifted his glass and tapped it on the table, acknowledging the toast.

After that, Emelie had no further role to play. Colt, fearing that William might still be angry about the earlier incident, kept trying to appease him. Yet William remained indifferent.

Realizing there was nothing more required of her for now, Emelie informed her companions and excused herself to the restroom.

As she came out, she saw Elena standing at the mirror, touching up her makeup.

Emelie quietly approached to wash her hands. She then dried them with a paper towel before heading back.

Suddenly, Elena closed her compact. “Emelle, you haven’t thanked me yet.”

Emelie turned and replied, “Oh? What should I be thanking you for, Ms. Allen?”

Ulema said casually, “William mentioned that there’s a place similar to the Westward Club in Capebatt City here in Weston called Lovelight, so he brought me to check it out tonight.

served by the manager in another private room just now. He suddenly mentioned that Citadel Group’s vice CEO was here with someone from Swanson Corporation. I immediately

we came over. Otherwise, how

in her private room, Emelle

for their presence was secondary. The key point was that William came to Lovelight, entered her private room, and helped her out because

Navarro residence–it

faint air of superiority she exuded. She

do you

dance team? How did she know I performed classical dance at the school festival? How did she know I had a drawer

have to

near Swanson Corporation and started yelling at me, you were there too.” Emelle’s expression grew serious.” You two must

wasn’t a question. It was a statement.

school incidents. Even if Justina wanted to dig up dirt, she wouldn’t go that far back.

high school classmate, fit the bill perfectly. She must have told

to argue.

Ms. Hoven at Lakeside Villa. We’re not that familiar,

pit that way.”

dropped the pretense. “Do you