Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 511 The Switch

The most famous entertainment club in Capebatt City was Westward Club.

In one of its private rooms, the dim lights and ambiguous atmosphere created a seductive mood. A sensually-dressed woman danced behind a screen, raising the heat of the night with every move.

Unfortunately, Charles had no interest in any of this.

He lounged lazily on the couch while a beautiful young woman knelt by his feet, occasionally pouring him a drink or feeding him some fruit. They appeared intimate, but nothing more was happening between them.

After ending a phone call and tossing his phone aside, the woman immediately fed him a grape and called out sweetly, "Mr. Davis."

"Good girl," Charles said with a smirk and patted her head as if she were a pet. Just then, Beathan walked in and asked, "Who did you call?"

"Mr. Middleton," Charles replied. He found the grape to be quite sweet. "Our informant at the hospital said that William has taken Ms. Hoven there for a blood test. It seems that she might be pregnant."

Beathan's expression darkened at the mention of that name. As he sat down on the couch, another woman tried to approach and serve him, but he pushed her away.

to look. "Why are you more

indeed nothing

the woman's chin and said, "Quick, darling, give Mr. Collins a

woman giggled and said,

Beathan looked over.

an

Ascension,' Mr. Davis. Haven't you watched it? The concubines would use musk to terminate the

to sit beside Charles. She wrapped her arm around his and pressed her chest against him, trying to entice him to

stuffed it into the woman's shirt.

understood the cue. She knew that they were about to discuss some serious matters and that it was not appropriate for her and the others to be

hand to Cloudex Corporation. The whole circle will know who Mrs. Middleton is in a couple of days. If William didn't intend for Ms. Hoven to be known as

asked, "Don't you suspect that this is all

always been suspicious of everyone, and studying law has made

didn't respond to

food, they dropped the subject. After finishing their

door of a private room, he overheard a conversation. "Mr. Undvike, are you really that busy lately? Every time we invite you out, you say that