Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 567 An Opportunity to Be Your Teacher

Emelie tried to hold back her tears, but they rolled down regardless.

Sheenderstood what Girela meant.

n’s trap, which led to Greta and

A mother knew her daughter the best. Greta knew that if she died, Emelie would Ekely blame herself. Emelie would think she had fallen for William’s i Ronan’s deaths. Thus, Greta’s final words were to absobe Emelle, telling her it wasn’t her fa

Wesley handed her handkerchief, but Emelie shook her head and wiped her tears with her hand:

This was the last and only time she would cry. The next time she cried would be on the day she got her revenge.

“Did my mother say anything else?” Emelie asked hoarsely.

Marcel nodded. “She also wanted you to remember your promise to find Etta”

Hoven, the third daughter of the Hoven family.

Wesley picked up his teacup, and the steam from the tea blurted his features. “I’ve already sent my men to look for her. But she’s been missing for so many years, so there are no leads for now,”

“My parents told me that Ema dropped out of college after meeting a pank and eloped with him. She hasn’t contacted the family once since then,” Emelie said

She frowned. “Could she have been deceived? otherwise, she wouldn’t have not contacted the family at all.”

Another possibility was that she wasn’t able to contact them.

into this possibility.” Wesley tapped his long fingers on the enamel cup’s rim while being deep in thought. “William was also looking for Etta. He might suspect that the account book is

not impossible. In my memory, Etta was an obedient, understanding,

to take the account book with her. Your adoptive mother’s last words to find Elta were actually a way to tell you where the account book was.

in her death. She couldn’t bear me blaming herself, and she had been given

hand and

who had been sitting on the same sofa as him, turned

down his teacup “What do you want

able to leam more in depth.” Wesley knew she was preparing for her future confrontations with William and the Xwdher Group. He asked, “Why seek other teachers? can’t I teach

“Aren’t you busy?!

go to someone else.” Wesley uncrossed his legs and

first lesson Emelie had with

a chief secretary. However, because she had been secretary, she had leamed

provided her with invaluable insights from the viewpoint of

addition to business, Wesley

riding Horseback riding, in particular, was Emelle’s weekest skill. She had been outmaneuvered by William at the

before.

horse, Wesley tool hold of

there was plenty

moment, she was reminded of another man whose familiar scent of fresh snow was deeply

on her chest, and she tightened her

ring on her finger that she

noticed she was distracted and looked down at her. She wore riding attire with her hair bed into a high ponytail, but some of her shorter hair was left louse, and it fluttered in