Winning Her Heart Back

 Enduring Humiliation

William silently watched them for a moment before taking off his helmet and saying calmly, "Mr. Cronus, you are quite fortunate."

Emelie, however, looked at him with nothing but displeasure.

William was momentarily stunned. Was she glaring at him because of Wesley?

He pressed his thin lips together. 'I didn't hurt him. Do you really need to look at me like that? Besides, you play, you pay. Even if he got hurt, it was his choice."

"Well, I must be ignorant then. This is the first time I've seen a work inspection turn into a fight between two CEOs." Emelie went on to say, "Cloudex Corporation is your place, and this is how you treat your guests?"

She was determined to blame him for hurting Wesley.

William was so angry he could only laugh, but even breathing felt painful.

Wesley gently tugged Emelie. 'I was the one who wanted to spar with Mr. Middleton."

Lyle whistled softly. Was it just him, or was there something more to Wesley's reply?

It had a bit of a sharp edge, didn't it?

But Emelie was still upset. 'Do you think I don't know what kind of person he is? He holds grudges. You don't need to defend him. Are you really not hurt?'

William had nothing left to say. He turned away and tossed his helmet back onto the rack. His movements were filled with suppressed anger.

Wesley grabbed Emelie's wandering hand. 'I'm really not hurt. Come on, everyone's watching. Let's not make a scene.'

Only after repeatedly confirming he wasn't hurt did Emelie stop scolding him. Still, she didn't want to stay any longer and asked, "Are you done here? If you are, let's leave."

William ripped open the velcro on his fencing jacket. Even though he was still fuming, he swallowed his pride and spoke up just to see her a little longer.

"It's already noon. Since you're here as guests, at least let me treat you to lunch, Ms. Pierce and Mr. Cronus." Emelie didn't want to see him now, so she replied, "There's no need for that.'

But Wesley said, "Since Mr. Middleton is inviting us so warmly, it would be rude to refuse. Do you have anything this afternoon?"

Emelie pressed her lips together. 'Not at the moment."

Wesley smiled. "Then, let's accept Mr. Middleton's invitation."

William treated them to traditional cuisine.

Including Lyle, there were four of them in one private room, while the secretaries and executives were in another.

Before the dishes were served, William took a trip to the restroom.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

In truth, he went to smoke a cigarette to calm down.

As he stood in the hallway and lit his cigarette, the flame was suddenly blown out.

William turned to see Lyle, who rubbed his nose and said, "I heard from Jayden that your lungs aren't in great shape. You should cut down on smoking."

William didn't say anything, but he lit the cigarette again. However, he didn't smoke it. He just let it burn down slowly in his hand as the faint scent of nicotine filled the air.

Neither of them spoke. After a while, the waiter came to serve the dishes, and they returned to the private

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They were all business people. Who among them didn't know how to put on a good face?

Moments ago, the two men were ready to fight, but now they sat at the same table as if nothing had happened. They calmly discussed the departments they had just inspected and talked about possible joint projects. Lyle felt exhausted as he watched. He was immensely grateful that he hadn't entered the business world. The waiter served each of them a bowl of soup on the pretext that it was a new signature dish of the restaurant.

Lyle took the first sip. "Hmm, not bad."

Only then did the other three also take a sip.

As soon as Emelie tasted it, she knew something was off. Wasn't this supposed to be traditional cuisine? Traditional cuisine usually has a light and sweet flavor. However, this soup had a lot of pepper, making it extremely spicy.

The two men across from her, who hadn't expected this flavor either, simultaneously started coughing. Emelie immediately poured Wesley a glass of warm water. 'Drink this to soothe your throat."

While Wesley was simply choking, William's old coughing ailment was triggered. He coughed much more severely than Wesley, so much so that even Ashton from the next room had rushed over.

Lyle handed William some warm water while Emelie only had eyes for Wesley. William stared at Emelie. The pepper burned his throat while his heart was as cold as ice.