Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 481 Brush On The Cheek

Bryn folded his arms together and placed them on the table, his expression serious. “It’s best if the ledger is handed over by Mrs. Hoven herself, and it must be proven that Ms. Hoven over came across it”

Willam narrowed his eyes. Could he mean that

“Though Ms. Hoven had never seen the lodger, she must’ve already known that Xander is her biological father, which makes her a threat. Unless she remains unshaken by Mander’s affairs and continues to stay as your wife. Then there’s a mutual benefit,” Bryan added.

William leaned back in his chair. He realized Bryan was giving him advice for him to safeguard Emelie

First, he had to shift the responsibility for the ledger to Greta.

Second, he had to make sure Emelie would never leave his side.

Witam said calmly. “I heard you met Patricia before the New Year during your business trip to Eprand. Is that why you’re helping Emelle? Or is it because of Samuel? Perhaps it’s because she used to work for you? Or is it because Patricia is my cousin?”

Bryan only offered to help because he cared

He avoided the questions and added, “Well, I’ve heard that Beathan and your friend, Elias, are fighting over a woman That might explain Beathan’s threats of violence. You should keep in eye on him, Mr. Middleton.”

With that being said, Bryan signed off the call

William’s faceted somber as he habitually fiddled with his wedding ring.

Lighting pierced through the gray clouds and rain started pouring,

a lock sounded at the door.

in,” Willium

“Mr.Middleton, Mr. Gleamfield was here earlier. Since you were in a meeting, he went to the conference

William remained silent.

and walked out of his office to get

a house of cards on the

then, William entered. A gust of wind followed him, and

it all come crashing down,” jayden muttered, shaking his head as he bent down to gather the cards

rie, his expression was

play cards? William asked, carrying cold

built his empire, hosted

demeanor grew serious as he stacked the cards with his

river was covered in a thick layer of ice, looking perfectly sate. We even

started shooting right up.

Ronan’s suicide and Ms. Hoven leaving,

pass more quickly on the sex than on land.

Voyage sailed on without pausing, and the waves rolled continanusly. Soon, another

thought as she listened to the sound of the weers. Only when Wesley draped a coat over her shoulders did she realize

to shut the