Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 645 Different from Before

William had a suspicion. He held Emelie's hand, feeling and counting each of her fingers hidden beneath the gloves.

All five fingers were intact. He closed his eyes, relieved that it wasn't as he feared.

Emelie watched him with a cold gaze, mocking his feigned concern with a sneer. She reached out with her other hand, and Jodie placed an envelope on it.

As Emelie withdrew her hand from William's, she handed him the envelope. "As I said, let's save the small talk for another day. Let's focus on business now. Since you signed the contract so swiftly, here's another gift for you, Mr. Middleton. It'll help you turn things around in style."

The envelope was heavy, and its contents were substantial.

However, instead of checking its contents, William asked, "When would that day be?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Middleton. I'll be staying in Capebatt City for quite a while. We'll have plenty of time." Emelie stood up, having put away the contract. "I'll go help you clarify things now."

With that, she left the east parlor with Jodie.

Charles and the others wore grim expressions. Although their exchange had been brief, they could all sense one thing: Emelie was no longer the same.

within her calculations. The fact that she was certain of her victory while they

was about to speak to William. However, after William saw the contents of the envelope, his expression turned unusually dark, and he left without a word. The others

to the Middleton family's efficiency, the once chaotic funeral parlor had been restored to a solemn and respectful

had been changed, candles were relit, and mourning hymns were being played. The Middleton

her again. "Ms. Hoven!

and well. Isn't that enough to

you mean the video is fake?"

if she tacitly

who had tried multiple times to break into the east parlor but was stopped each time, couldn't believe

how William killed your mother? Now that you have such a good opportunity to tell

quite understand what you mean,

Emelie as if

she hate him? Vanessa couldn't comprehend it. The feeling of having her victory snatched away was so unbearable

her head slightly. "You should interview Mr.

at the scene. After they reviewed it, the police

station, Mrs. Middleton," one of the police officers