Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 668

Chapter 668

Chapter 668 Biological Daughter

Emmie quickly pushed herself to her feet, afraid she might crush her child.

She glared at him in anger. "What exactly do you

u want?"

Charles glared back at her. "Emmie, don't think I don't know that you intentionally took a job at the Westward Club, purposely ran into me, and deliberately showed me your pitiful situation."

Emmie sat up straight. "Believe it or not, I only took the job at the Westward Club because the money is good. I need the money. I'm not as complicated as you think I am."

After she caught her breath, she said, "Mr. Davis... Mr. Davis, years ago, you took me in because my name was similar to Emelie's.

"I was with you for six months, fully committed, but you chose to believe the lies of other women who accused me of cheating rather than trust my innocence. That is why you kicked me out."

"I have been away from you for over two years and have never appeared before you again. I thought that was more than enough, but why do you do this to me all the time? If I had known that it would come to this, I would have preferred never to have met you or crossed your path."

Charles narrowed his eyes. After a few seconds, he stepped forward and pulled a few strands of hair from the child.

She covered her

rushed forward and tried to grab the hair back. "What

the strands of hair

her. "You better not have done

her and strode out the door with an order to his

sir!" his

hospital for a paternity test, and the results came out quickly, in just

Davis." His secretary rushed over and handed him

and skimmed through them. The DNA paternity test report clearly stated that

crumpled the paper up into a ball and clenched his teeth as he

about to rush off to confront Emmie when his phone rang, and his subordinate reported,

furious. "Are all of you useless? How could you let a

nervously, "She started a fire and took the opportunity

wasting time talking to me?

the brink of smashing

him and had the nerve to not tell him. He was determined

calm down throughout the morning and afternoon. He was still processing the fact

A daughter who could walk, talk, and even

strange sense

they lived far apart. He never had many relatives around him. That was why he cared so much for his cousin Elena, who was

child of his own, a child who was truly his blood. The more