Winning Her Heart Back

Back to Work

William had finished showering and was slowly buttoning up his shirt in front of the mirror.

He’d set his phone on the nearby dresser. Emelie could only hear the rustling of William’s shirt as he tidied up.

The bad thing about being too familiar with someone was that you could picture what was going on just by listening to the sounds they made.

William preferred black shirts and pants as they helped him give off a cold, distant air. He would crease his collar and tie a Tindsor knot around his neck as heir to his family. Next, he would then get out a watch from the…

Emelie squeezed her eyes shut, her brow furrowed, as she forced herself to stop imagining. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

William took up too much of her memories, often interfering with her thoughts when she least expected it.

Emelie took a deep breath before saying again, “Mr. Middleton.”

William opened his wardrobe and chose a suit amongst his others. “Come back to Eastbay and get a car from the garage. You’re going to meet a client w

He put on his coat and went downstairs after getting his phone as he fixed his cuffs.

“Stand strong in your last week, Ms. Hoven.”

Emelie’s eyes flashed. Was William saying that he’d let her off once she finished working this week? She decided to check with him. “Are you saying I could resign in a week, M

“You’d better show up in 15 minutes,” responded William.

Setting most things aside, William wasn’t that unruly in action.

Emelie felt more at ease. It was just one week. She just needed to hold on a little longer and not cause any trouble.

William chuckled. “Are you that eager to leave? Given your mother’s condition, I thought you’d want a high- paying job.”

Emelie was stunned.

Her mother’s condition? What happened to her mother?

Emelie had stopped contacting her family ever since they tried using her to pay off their debt three years

ago. She tried calling home two months ago, but her calls didn’t go through. She wasn’t sure if it was because they’d changed their numbers or if they’d

Emelie hadn’t truly wanted to reconnect with them anyway, so she didn’t pursue the matter.

William’s sudden mention of her family threw her off, making her feel uneasy.

Emelie tapped the driver’s shoulder. “Sorry, but could you drive back to Eastbay, please?”

Back to Work

William had a private garage that housed his luxury cars. For convenience, he’d kept all the keys in a safe in the garage.

Emelie entered the password on the safe and retrieved a set of keys before starting William’s Continental. GT. When she drove to his house, he walked out and got into the car.

Emelie glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “Are you still in contact with my family, Mr. Middleton?

“Don’t mix personal and business affairs during working hours, Ms. Hoven. Where are your professional ethics?” William retorted, tossing her a bundle of documents.

Emelie stayed silent, forcing herself to hold on a little longer. One more week!

She skimmed through the documents, quickly understanding what was going on.

Jeremy Ramsey didn’t have a big company. However, what he had was the connections Cloudex Corporation desperately needed. Since Jeremy’s company was in return.

William naturally wouldn’t allow himself to be manipulated like that, so he was now in a stalemate with Jeremy.

Emelie returned to being meticulous, given this was a work matter. She asked, “What’s your lowest offered price, Mr. Middleton?”

William massaged his temples, voice ras