Chapter 663 Torn Apart

At Eastbay, William had actually invited Emelie to eat there.

Emelie, who held a fork in one hand and a knife in the other, cut into the steak in front of her with a blank expression.

She didn't like eating raw meat and didn't care about the taste. The steak had been cooked to a medium well, with the crispy edges making a satisfying crunch when the knife sliced through them.

Jodie was also uncomfortable with William's choice of meeting place. "I'll come with you." Emelie chewed slowly. "Don't tell Wesley. I don't want him to overthink things."

After a moment of hesitation, Jodie decided to follow her orders. "Understood."

The next evening, Emelie went to Eastbay with Jodie and two bodyguards.

Three years had passed since she had last set foot in this place. Emelie still remembered the days before she left Capebatt City when William had kept her here.

During that time, William had been acting strangely.

He had insisted on playing the role of a devoted lover. They didn't just go to the hospital together, they went to work together. He even made up a story that she was pregnant and hired several cooks and nannies to wait on her at home.

Pregnant? A sarcastic smile played around the corner of Emelie's mouth.

Jodie stepped forward and rang the doorbell. The door opened before she finished ringing it twice. William had answered the door himself. The coldness in his dark eyes softened as his gaze fell on Emelie.

He stepped aside and gestured for her to enter. "You're here."

black turtleneck and black trousers. The fitted sweater accentuated his broad

such a gracious invitation?"

know I don't like

clearly implied that Jodie and the bodyguards

face him, she didn't think he would dare to hurt

look before nodding. "If you need anything, just call for

it so that Jodie could have

calm tone, "No need to be so tense. When have I ever really hurt

ridiculous that she didn't even bother to

heard you

shy about mentioning

behind. "I've had the place cleaned regularly. It's just as it was

left."

was as if Emelie had simply gone abroad for a few years, not

dining room and pulled out a chair for her. "Come, see if these dishes are to

"They're fine," she replied.

to the point. "Mr. Middleton, what price

up a bowl and a ladle, poured out a bowl of creamy white soup, and handed it to her. "It's cold outside. Have some lamb

bowl but put it on the table. "Dinner can wait. Let's talk business first. The house is a historic building from the past. Obviously, it's not going

and I'm prepared to add 30 percent to that price. Now, Mr. Middleton,

concentrated on her calm face and

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