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.

smile. "I dote

on. What's the task this

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 a lead, you

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the couch and peered at her over the back of it as he replied, "This sounds like a troublesome

always generous in such matters.

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you're hungry, then you should've grabbed something from those

what I was going to tell you. Those stalls are gone, including the one

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they said that the city management had come

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, so the neighbors never complained. Why did they suddenly get

one selling meatballs,

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