Chapter 338 Dance for Me

The high school she attended was one of the best in the city, and many wealthy families sent their children there. It was a so–called “elite school“. Emelle got in due to her outstanding grades.

With so many rich kids around, their school life was naturally quite lavish. One day a wealthy boy would donate a batch of sports equipment, and the next day a rich girl would upgrade the planes in the music room.

For a while, someone even treated the entire school to afternoon tea every day, featuring well–known brand desserts. Emelie gained a few pounds from all the treats.

Compared to the other stuff, Emelie genuinely appreciated the food the most. They had lunch early and finished school late, so they were really hungry around four or five in the

bemoon.

But she couldn’t remember who had sponsored it

“What are you thinking about?” William looked back at her. “Get in the car already”

Emelie snapped back to reality. She then entered the car and closed the door. This time, they were headed to the hotel

Both of them kept silent until they neared the hotel. William finally spoke, “Don’t think a single meal is enough to repay all the favors I’ve done for you.”

Seeing she couldn’t brush him off, Emelie asked, “What do you want then?”

Instead of answering, William asked, “Why did you stop dancing? Didn’t you take classes?

She had indeed taken lessons

to spend money on their three daughters

a response, William mocked, “Was it because

taken aback and looked at

cold Weston winter, his gare felt colder. “You said you’d stop dancing if he wasn’t around. Isn’t

else had said this, Emelie might have suspected they had feelings for her.

William, she felt he was more focused on

sensed William’s strong hostility toward Wesley. She hadn’t realized it was so serious that even a minor detail about Wesley couldn’t

time to continue. Then I went to college out of town and didn’t have the

be denying that she quit dancing because of Wesley. But still, she didn’t admit that it had nothing to

was playing word

hint of irritation in his eyes. Emelle complained about him having too many women, but he thought about the men around her, Samuel,

Wesley…

the car entered a tunnel and the interior

you ask, Mr.Middleton?

to thank me, I should be able

expected him to say

that didn’t seem to be his intention.

was taken aback.

“I’m not asking you to dance on a table. What are you

rather the

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