Winning Her Heart Back

 Different from Before

William had a suspicion. He held Emelie's hand, feeling and counting each of her fingers hidden beneath the gloves.

All five fingers were intact. He closed his eyes, relieved that it wasn't as he feared.

Emelie watched him with a cold gaze, mocking his feigned concern with a sneer. She reached out with her other hand, and Jodie placed an envelope on it.

As Emelie withdrew her hand from William's, she handed him the envelope. "As I said, let's save the small talk for another day. Let's focus on business now. Since you signed the contract so swiftly, here's another gift for you, Mr. Middleton. It'll help you turn things around in style."

The envelope was heavy, and its contents were substantial.

However, instead of checking its contents, William asked, "When would that day be?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Middleton. I'll be staying in Capebatt City for quite a while. We'll have plenty of time." Emelie stood up, having put away the contract. "I'll go help you clarify things now."

With that, she left the east parlor with Jodie.

Charles and the others wore grim expressions. Although their exchange had been brief, they could all sense one thing: Emelie was no longer the same.

She was too composed, it was as if everything was within her calculations. The fact that she was certain of her victory while they were clueless unsettled them.

Charles was about to speak to William. However, after William saw the contents of the envelope, his expression turned unusually dark, and he left without a word. The others could only follow him out of the east parlor.

True to the Middleton family's efficiency, the once chaotic funeral parlor had been restored to a solemn and respectful state within a mere ten minutes.

The fire had been put out, the linens had been changed, candles were relit, and mourning hymns were being played. The Middleton family members were all bowing in respect.

However, with Emelie's appearance, the media swarmed around her again. "Ms. Hoven! Ms. Hoven, what exactly happened? Can you explain the video?"

Emelie replied, "I'm standing here alive and well. Isn't that enough to explain the situation?"

"So, you mean the video is fake?" a reporter asked.

Emelie merely smiled as if she tacitly confirmed it.

Vanessa, who had tried multiple times to break into the east parlor but was stopped each time, couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Emelie! Are you crazy! You barely survived. Don't you want revenge? Have you forgotten how William killed your mother? Now that you have such a good opportunity to tell the truth, what are you waiting for? "she questioned Emelie.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Emelie smiled in response. "I don't quite understand what you mean, Mrs. Middleton."

Vanessa looked at Emelie as if she had seen a ghost.

Why would she help William cover-up? Didn't she hate him? Vanessa couldn't comprehend it. The feeling of having her victory snatched away was so unbearable that she wanted to scream.

The media also had a hundred questions, but Emelie tilted her head slightly. "You should interview Mr. Middleton instead. He has bigger news for you. You won't be disappointed."

William had already handed the contents of the envelope to the police present at the scene. After they reviewed it, the police turned their attention to Vanessa.

"Please come with us to the station, Mrs. Middleton," one of the police officers said.

The situation took a dramatic turn. The police, originally targeting William, arrested the person who had reported him instead.

The media were baffled as Vanessa struggled wildly. "What crime have I committed? Why are you arresting me?"

William simply replied, "You poisoned a person."

"What?" Everyone was shocked.

As he approached Vanessa, William tossed a stack of photos at her and said coldly, "I promise you that you'll never get out of prison."

The cameras zoomed in on the photos scattered on the ground. They showed Vanessa and her confidant adding some unknown powder into Henry's medicine.

William was accusing Vanessa of poisoning Henry.