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Chapter 350 Recalling the Hurt, Ignoring the Help

Emelie didn’t want to get dragged into an inexplicable conflict, so she quickly ended the call with Mr. Davis.

she said, “Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Davis, I understand where things stand tt’s late now. Please get some rest.” with that, she hung up. But in the next moment, William pulled her out of the room and pressed her against the wall

Emelie instinctively pushed against his chest. “William!” she exclaimed.

with one hand braced against the wall, William firmly held her chin. His tone was commanding as he asked, “Is this what you usually talk about? Have I never helped you before? Didn’t I assist you at the Navarro residence? At Lovelight? with your mother’s artificial heart?“.

Emelle tried to break free from his grip. “Mr. Davis said that. If you have issues with him, take it up with him. What does this have to do with me?”

Ignoring her words, William looked deep into her eyes, “Do you remember when you were pursued by debt collectors? Didn’t help you then?

Emelie held her breath. That was a long rago

William pressed on, “Do you only remember when I’ve wronged you? Have I not helped you these years?

a moment, then let go

touched her chin. Though he had left, his touch still lingered there. Knowing Charles‘ character, his comment was probably aimed at discrediting a rival. It reminded her of how William often belittled Samuel in her presence. Emelie returned to her room with a deep frown. As she noticed

since Williams noticed her tendency to get stomach problems if she skipped meals, he had been quite attentive to her daily meals. Emelie opened the food box and

indeed come over to share a

had no intention of sending the food back to him.

and Greta. With one dealing with a serious illness and the other having mobility

asleep. However, their housekeeper, Adeline Lopez, was still awake to provide Emelie with updates. “Someone introduced Mr. Hoven to a traditional medicine practitioner, and he’s been trying acupuncture these past few

had hired several caregivers for

she would ask more about it when

Thank you,

needs to go for a follow–up appointment. Ms. Hoven, you should come back when

I’ll come back this weekend.”

up the phone, Emelie finished her meal, packed away what was left uneaten, brushed

over and turned it off. Squinting at her phone, she

texts, not

rarely texted these days, but Emelle opened them away.

five or six inappropriate, high–definition photos of Elena looking disheveled. The photos instantly sobered her up.

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