Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200 Who Dare to Say William Is Wrong 

Lelle ghened her hold on William’s sweater. 

Willa glanced down at her, realizing she was depending on him now. 

Then, he looked at Reggie. “Emily? You must’ve been mistaken, Mr. Jeste. She’s my secretary.” 

Reggie smirked darkly. “Impossible. She’s Emily. I don’t make mistakes.” 

William chocked. “So, are you suppesting I’m mistaken 

Histone was light, yet he carried an intimidating presence standing there, daring disrespect 

This intimidation stemmed from the Middleton family’s generations of wealth and power, the dominance of the cloudex Corporation in the market, and William’s ruthless rise in business at a young age 

His arrogance was well–eamed. 

So if William said he wasn’t wrong, would Reggie dare claim otherwise 

Reggie’s face colored. He wanted to threaten William, but in the end, he was the one being threatened. 

William’s next move stunned Emelie. He offered her to Reggie. “So you don’t believe me? Let’s check, shall we? Is she Emily or my secretary?” 

Emelie’s heart leaped into her throat at that, blinded to their standoff. 

Reggie stared intensely at William’s unchanging, imperious expression. 

After thirty tense seconds, Reggie backed down, forcing a smile. “My mistake, Mr. Middleton. Have a safe journey home.” 

Puzzled, Jack interjected, “Boss! That’s the woman! We can’t let her gol she knows too much!” 

“Mr. Middleton insists that she is who he says she is.” Reale snapped. “Let them pass!” 

His two henchmen grudgingly parted at his command. 

Without glancing back, william strode past them, carrying Emelle in his arms. 

Reggie’s voice trailed behind them. “Mind the dark roads, Mr. Middleton!” 

It wasn’t until they left the noisy, smelly bar behind that Emelle’s heart settled. 

Walking briskdy along the sidewalk, William asked. “If you wrinkle it, will you pay for it?” 

Emelie realized she still gripped his sweater. 

She stiffly released it, trying to get William to put her down. She had no idea where he was taking her. It was best to part ways now that the crisis had passed. William frowned. “Move again, and I’ll hand you over to Reggie” 

Emelle, once again threatened by him, froze. Wrapped in his coat, she smelled only him 

Though the drug wore off, she felt unwell and tired. In his steady gait, her eyelids drooped. 

William found a nearby hotel. When he got a room, Emelie had passed out. He carried her into the room and placed her in the bathtub to clean her up. Embe didn’t wake up, likely from the effects of the drugs 

with damp hands, william cradled her face, studying her with an inscrutable look. Then he put her on the bed. 

After freshening up, he stepped onto the balcony and lit a cigarette 

Only then did he check his phone and saw a missed call from Jayden. Hecalled back 

Jayden asked, “Didn’t you go to see that mobster? How’d it go?