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

had struck her. “It’s not impossible. In my memory, Etta was an obedient, understanding, and timid girl. She doesn’t seem like the type to run

because Edward sensed iminent danger and asked Elta to take the account book with her. Your adoptive mother’s last words to find Elta were actually a way

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

his hand and signaled Marcel

same sofa as him, turned to face him. “Wesley, please find me

his teacup “What

her lips together. “I used to be a secretary. Although I know many things, they are only surface–level. I want to be 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

your teacher go to someone else.” Wesley uncrossed his legs and stood up, indicating that she should follow him. “We’ll start your lessons

had with Wesley

given her background as a chief secretary. However, because she had been secretary, she had leamed the supporting aspects of it rather than the

teachings provided her with invaluable insights from the viewpoint of a leader. She had leaned a

Wesley taught her other skills.

in particular, was Emelle’s weekest skill. She had been

before.

couldn’t even control the horse, Wesley tool hold of her saddle,

was plenty of

a whiff of the pine scent on Wesley. At that moment, she was

pain shot through the scar on her chest, and she tightened

she noticed the wedding ring on her finger that

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 the wind