Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 342 Mr. Middleton’s Apology

Charles raised an eyebrow and said without hesitation, “of course, you’re my cousin ”

“Remember your words.“Elena hung up the call

Charles looked at his phone, both amused and frustrated. Was there anyone who could pick on Elena? She was doted on as an only dwighter. Anyone who had the guts to bully her would face severe consequences from het parents.

After getting off work in the evening. Embe walked toward the subway station while looking at her phone.

She was chatting with Mona, who asked how her new job was going

Feeling upset, Enele vented about what had happened. Mona, who was always quick to anger, cursed Elena for several paragraphs long before coming to a conclusion

“There’s the something wrong with those who have feelings for Willam. For example, dva, Elena, and

Mona instantly realized that her words might have insubed Emelie. She tried to make up for it with a light cough. “Except you.”

Emelie smiled. “You don’t have to exclude me won’t in my right mind either.”

Monatsid. “It’s common that we all most a few scumbags in our best years. You’ve turned over a new leaf, so you shouldn’t be included.”

Imeke smiled.Jingleber

As she turned the comer, two tall bury men stepped forward to block her path. Emelie instinctively took a step back and gripped her phone tightly, getting her guard up. They merely held a phone and asked, “Hey, excuse me, we’re looking for directions. Is Skyline Heights nearby?

looked at their phone, which showed a map

her head “Sorry, I’m not sure. Can’t you find in even ser following the map?

find

and waste with the area wither. “You should

the men extended the phone over. “Can you take a look?

and it’ll show an arrow you

about this feature.

The two then walked away,

appearances anymore, she had thought that the two were bad

station, she heard a hook. She turned around and saw

it was and stood

of the back seat rolled down to reveal William’s cold face “Aren’t you coming

some hesitation Mr Middleton, what’s wrong!

you say that I failed to control my staff and caused you trouble william’s starry black

scart knitted by Greta wrapped around her neck,

the car with the

minutes, Emelle softly mumbled, “Mr. Middon, that’s too much”

she hadn’t received a reply.

open and stepped out. He was dressed in meatsuit,

had a subsidiary company at Weston No wonder William had recently been staping