Winning Her Heart Back

 Spilled

Emelie smiled faintly. "Mr. Middleton, you really haven't changed."

Three years ago, he had driven Ronan and Greta to their deaths over this very issue. And now, three years later, after having spent so long pretending to care for her, he proved that he was still after the same thing.

The corners of Emelie's mouth turned upward. But if one looked closely, they could see that her eyes were devoid of warmth. It was as cold as the bone-chilling, incessant winter rain that had fallen on Capebatt City just days ago.

William ignored her glare and met her eyes squarely. "Do you not want to?"

"It's not that I don't want to." Emelie picked up a silver ladle and casually stirred the soup in her bowl." It's just that you don't think it's a bit late to ask me for the account book now?"

The ladle tapped lightly on the side of the bowl, sounding like a warning bell.

"I've had the account book for years. Do you really think I haven't made backups? Copies, scans, digital versions- I've got so many that I've lost count.

"Even if I give you the original, I still have enough evidence against you. The backups can be used as evidence if we end up in court. Therefore, don't you understand it's a bit too late to ask for the account book now?"

William remained silent as Emelie took a spoonful of soup and brought it to her lips, carefully blowing away the steam.

Emelie continued, "No, everyone understands. That's why you targeted my adoptive parents and me. Over the years, you've been on the lookout for Ashlyn and me in an attempt to tie up loose ends.

"You even watched Eliana for a long time and only spared her life when you were sure that she knew nothing. For only the dead can keep secrets, and only the dead are truly safe."

Although they spared Eliana, her husband worked for one of William's subsidiaries, and her daughter attended a preschool funded by the Davis family. They had her entirely under their control.

This showed that, although Vanessa might appear weak in front of Emelie, she was actually quite clever. After all, she was able to convince someone like Eliana to step forward and accuse William, regardless of the consequences.

William said calmly, "You're right. There is no point in asking for the account book now. That is why I have to make another request."

Emelie put down her spoon and picked up a fork with the intention of choosing something else to eat. William appeared to be calm, but the next thing she knew, he suddenly grabbed Emelie's wrist.

Jodie, who had been keeping a close eye on the situation inside the room, immediately sprang to her feet at the sight of what William had done.

Emelie gestured with her free hand for Jodie to stand back.

William held her hand tightly, and his voice was deep as he asked, "Answer me. Are you and Wesley really engaged?"

Emelie narrowed her eyes. "That's my private matter."

William tightened his grip. "You don't want the old Pierce family house anymore?"

Emelie was amused by what he said. "Mr. Middleton, do you really think you can control me with just the

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Unfortunately for him, she was no longer the same Emelie.

She yanked her hand back forcefully. Then, as she stood up, grabbed the tablecloth and pulled it with all her might.

Splash! Following the loud crash, the entire table of food, which neither of them had touched, spilled onto the floor!

Although William stepped back in time, his trousers and slippers were splashed with soup. He looked utterly disheveled.

Emelie let go of the tablecloth without a hint of guilt and said, "Sorry, my hand slipped. But even if it hadn't, all this food would have ended up in the rubbish anyway. I really tried, Mr. Middleton, but I just couldn't swallow anything while looking at your face."

William looked down at the mess on the floor and gulped. He said in a low tone, "I made the soup."

Emelie let out a casual "Oh."

Then, she added, "It's a good thing I didn't drink it then."