Winning Her Heart Back

 His Health

Charles ordered a bouquet on his way to the restaurant. By the time he arrived, the flowers had been delivered there at the same time.

He held the bouquet, entered the restaurant, and instantly spotted Emelie sitting by the window. He quickly walked over with a smile. "Ms. Pierce, I apologize for being so late. Please accept my apologies."

Emelie accepted the bouquet and took a look at it. "The flowers are beautiful, but do you think a bouquet is enough to make me forgive you, Mr. Davis?"

Charles replied with a serious look on his face, "Ms. Pierce, tell me how you'd like me to apologize. Whatever it is, I'll make it happen if it's within my power."

Emelie put the bouquet aside and said, "In that case, Mr. Davis, I'd like you to find me an office in Capebatt City."

"An office?" Charles looked puzzled.

"The Filo Group doesn't have an office in Capebatt City. With all our collaborations, not having an office is rather inconvenient," Emelie replied.

Charles nodded but was still a little confused.

He said, "Ms. Pierce, it's not that I don't want to, but you were born in Capebatt City and have worked here for many years. Finding an office should be easy. Why do you ask for my help? I'm from Calmcrest, and I don't know Capebatt City as well as you do."

"The landscape changes every few months in a busy city like Capebatt City. I've been gone for three years and noticed that a lot of the streets have changed, they're different from what I remember.

"Mr. Davis, you probably know the city better than I do now. That's why I'd like to trouble you with this task," she replied.

Emelie went on to say with a smile, "And weren't you just saying that you would be giving me a property?" Charles couldn't help but laugh. "Ms. Pierce, didn't you just get a house from Mr. Middleton? And now you're asking me for an office? Are you planning to get freebies from both sides?"

Emelie poured him a cup of tea as she said, "What can I say? You're both bosses, and I'm just an employee. My budget is limited, so I have to take what I can get."

After some thought, Charles generously agreed. "No problem! Leave it to me!"

Emelie smiled and signaled for him to drink his tea. Then, she picked up the documents on the table and handed them to him as they moved on to the real purpose of their meeting.

"I've named this charity fund 'Soar'. This is the final plan from my end. Mr. Davis, I would like you to review it and let me know if you have any objections. If not, we'll proceed with the plan," she said.

Charles sipped his tea as he scanned through the documents. His eyebrow raised at the reading of one particular line. "Ms. Pierce, you want to encourage public donations?"

"The more people involved, the greater the impact," Emelie explained.

Charles nodded in agreement.

However, he was rather distracted. Emmie and Mia kept returning to his mind.

"Yes, I don't have any objections. Let's go ahead with the plan. I'll take care of the formalities, and we should have results by next week," Charles said.

Emelie smiled. "Then, we can organize a charity horse race in the field to raise the initial funds."

Charles' eyes lit up with excitement. "Great idea."

Emelie lifted her teacup. "Let's toast with tea for now. We'll have something proper to drink when all is said and done."

Charles watched as she raised her cup. They both clinked their cups together, satisfied with their plans. After Charles left, Emelie picked up a delicately made pastry and began to eat it in small bites.

Jodie poured her tea and asked in confusion, "Ms. Pierce, why did you ask him to help you find an office? Aren't you afraid he'll set up spies?"

Emelie said, "If I were to open an office, they would definitely put in their spies. Instead, I can lower their guard by having them help me."

Then, she recalled another matter. "By the way, check on William's health. I feel his cold is no ordinary cold."

Before Jodie could answer, a male voice interrupted. "I didn't know you cared about his health."

Emelie looked up. To her surprise, she saw Samuel, who had been teaching at Eprand, walking up to her. She was taken aback.

As usual, Samuel radiated a gentle aura. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, the chains of which hung over his shoulders and swung gently in sync with the curve of his smile.

Emelie stood to her feet. "Mr. Swanson."

Samuel stopped in front of her with a deep smile.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Emelie was surprised. "When did you return to Capebatt City?"