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.

long fingers on the enamel cup’s rim while being deep in thought. “William was also looking for Etta. He might suspect that the

was an obedient, understanding, and timid girl. She

with the guy shortly after you left home, probably 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

had continued to plan for her even in her death. She couldn’t bear me blaming

his hand and signaled Marcel to

been sitting on the same sofa as him, turned to face him. “Wesley, please find me some

down his teacup “What do you

to be able to leam more in depth.” Wesley knew she was preparing for her future confrontations

“Aren’t you

uncrossed his legs and

Emelie had with Wesley

secretary. However, because she had been secretary, she had leamed the

with invaluable insights from the viewpoint of a leader. She had

to business, Wesley

Emelle’s weekest skill. She had been outmaneuvered

before.

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

was plenty

inadvertently caught a whiff of the pine scent on Wesley. At that moment, she was reminded of another man whose familiar scent of fresh

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

wedding ring on her finger that she couldn’t remove, and her expression

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 the wind