Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 755 Doting

Lyle didn't know what else to say, so he waited until William was done with work before accompanying him to Westward Club for a drink. Of course, he drank alcohol, while William stuck to plain water.

It was already 1:00 am by the time they left, and Lyle returned home.

Seeing that the lights in the living room were off before entering, he assumed that everyone had gone to bed. However, when he stepped inside, he found Emelie still working in the open study in the corner of the living room.

A single lamp overhead illuminated her desk.

Lyle walked over. "Why haven't you gone to bed?"

"Some documents came in from Mercianna. I'm working late to finish them, so Wesley won't have to deal with them tomorrow."

Emelie had already showered. Her face was bare, and her skin was clean and smooth. Likely from straining her eyes over documents for too long, she was now wearing a pair of black- rimmed glasses.

This softened her usually cool demeanor and gave her a more scholarly air.

"You really dote on him." Lyle chuckled as he collapsed onto the living room couch.

him a smile.

task this time? You

a hot spring hotel, but there's definitely something off about it. Jodie and Marcel have already investigated the place, but they found nothing. I need you to gather some intel and see where we can dig in. Once you have

asked,

be deposited into

Emelie for free. She always paid

up on the couch and peered at her over the back of it as he replied, "This sounds like a troublesome job. I'd like

always generous in such

Lyle grinned. "Add a plate of salad

grabbed something from those late-night stalls you'd pass by on the way

eyebrow. "That's what I was going to tell you. Those stalls are gone, including

"What do you

cleaning staff, and they said that the city management had

frowned and continued, "It's strange. Those vendors had been there for over 30 years, and the city management had always turned a blind eye to them. They cleaned up after themselves every night,

disappearance of stalls, especially the one selling meatballs, that had been there for decades made her

brother had eaten there. It was the one connection