Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 572 Curses

The man in the sult was confused when he heard the stranger, who didn’t seem like she was around here, asking him this question.

“Who are you?” the man in the suit asked

“I’m from the Filo Group” Emelie introduced herself.

As if he was being provoked, the man’s expression bamed hostile.

He stood up and said angrily, “We will never agree to your acquisition! You pirates!”

Emelie remained calm. “I’m here to see Jaime, not force a takeover. I just want to talk to him. Perhaps we can find a solution that benefits both parties. SAM would be saved from this predicament then.”

The two men exchanged a glance.

On one hand, their gut instinct was to reject any offer from the Filo Group. On the other hand, Emelie’s words gave them a glimmer of hope.

Entelie continued speaking in her calm tone. “Instead of sitting here every day and praying for a miracle, why not take me to Jaime? You’re more likely to save SAM this way.” Finally, the men relented and brought her to see Jaime after seeing the Filo family’s insignia engraved on their ear. Only then was he certain that they were from the Filo family.

Jaime was in a church. He was dressed in black and praying on the bench.

to say, “Uncle, she’s the one from the Filo family

already in his seventies, so he had a face full of gray beard. He turned his scrutinizing gaze toward Emelie, and she

spoke in Faldorian. “Who are you, and

to Cedonian in a low voice. However, Emelle didn’t say anything after listening to Jodie.

carefree person from Lablos or Ruches, not to mention a Faldorian gentleman who was very

expected, Jaime was displeased. He asked in Asteshese instead, “Why are you

was thinking, it turns out that wisdom

into a rage and shot up from his

dare you call me

something like that. She stepped in front of

was undeterred by his anger and continued mocking him. “SAM is a symbol of your family’s heritage. What the founder would have wanted was

how outsiders are going to ‘tant‘ your company compared to

a knife against your neck and demanding you to crouch down in order to survive. However, you believe that crouching

have integrity, but to put it bluntly, you’re stupid, foolish, and

reached a boiling point. “Shut up!”

like that

stubborn? Should we follow in the File family’s footsteps and allow a grandson without the same surname to