Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 651 The Will is Yours

"Hello."

As soon as Wesley spoke, Emelie felt as if she could smell the faint scent of pine that always seemed to linger in the air around him.

"I saw the news."

"I haven't seen it yet." Emelie chuckled. "Did the media cameras use a beauty filter? Did they manage to make me look pretty?"

Her response left Wesley speechless, but he found her amusing. "Is that really the point?" He paused, then asked, "You saw him, didn't you?"

He was obviously talking about William.

Emelie rolled down the car window. It was December, and the wind was biting in Capebatt City. "We just caught up with each other."

"All the members of the Filo family, inside and outside of Cedonia, are at your disposal. If you need any more men, you can always ask the Grahams for help. Take care. I'll head to Cedonia to help you once I'm done here."

Wesley couldn't rest easy knowing that Emelie had to face the four families alone. If it hadn't been for the problems with the Filo Group, he would have gone back to Cedonia with her.

Emelie said, "You should take care of yourself instead. Are you standing by the window in your study again? It's raining in Mercianna today. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Caught in the act, Wesley, or rather Mr. Cronus, smiled wryly and moved away from the window. Still, he countered, "Aren't you out in the cold too? I can hear the wind."

"I'm fine."

him with permanent injuries, and even after a year, he still

can't handle your workload, send the work to me, and I'll

someone thinking of taking

answer, he added, "Just go ahead and take over. Apart from you, there's no one else

the ICU to draw up his will during his most critical moments a year ago. This had

Wesley being Wesley, no one could influence his decisions, even on his

will remained intact

like that. She said coldly, "If you

"I was just joking."

time and said,

"Alright."

about to end the call, she heard him say, "The

Just as she realized that the statement was his answer

he had given her a sweet compliment at

and thought it was bad that Wesley kept

always been superstitious about death, yet you keep bringing it up and

coat, left the study and headed to his bedroom. The smile on his face had not faded at all. "She'll worry about me every time I mention it. I'm teasing

Wesley just

blurted out, "Are you