Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 711 As if He Didn't Even Exist

When Emelie heard this, her thoughts, which had been deeply engrossed in the case, paused momentarily.

Had William returned to Capebatt City?

Just three days ago, he was coughing up blood, looking like he could be rushed to the emergency room at any moment.

Could he have recovered so quickly? Was he able to fly back from Borealis City to Capebatt City already?

The officer quickly got up and left, leaving Emelie alone in the interrogation room.

She closed her eyes and continued to ponder over the situation.

She was sure that Frank hadn't died from the blow that she had delivered.

After all, the skull was the hardest part of the human body. Even though the back of the head was relatively more vulnerable, she wasn't a professional killer. There was no way that she could have hit him with such precision and force.

Even if Frank had really died at her hands, wouldn't that be considered self-defense, given the circumstances?

Self-defense was not a crime.

Not long after, maybe just 15 minutes later, the officer returned. "Ms. Hoven, you're free to leave the station."

Emelie finally opened her eyes. She was surprised.

she would have to spend

added, "But until the case is fully resolved, you're

the small couch and asked, "Was it William who bailed

nodded, and Emelie smirked. She then walked out of

thin layer of snow

her come out, he opened the car door and got

keeping a distance of about ten feet from him. A streetlight beside him

had gained or lost weight, but his posture was still

Patricia was with

walked down the steps. She stepped on

she was still neatly dressed and calm, he figured that she

cold? I passed by a stall selling sweet potatoes and had Ashton buy some. She should be back soon. You can eat them in the car

"I'm not hungry."

walked by him as she said, "I'll have my secretary

if William didn't even exist. Patricia, who had always had a good relationship with William as his cousin, was furious at

did Emelie stop and turn to look at her. "Ms. Wade, what kind of attitude do you think I should have? And by the way, you got my name wrong. You

a red plaid sweater dress,

middle of the night and had

said, "Oh, well, thank

her casual, carefree attitude

asked, "Can I leave