Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 766

"Mr. Middleton, are you talking about my feelings?" Emelie asked.

Then, she sneered. "Well, you're absolutely right."

William said, "I've told you. I don't believe that you've never loved me. You called me Liam once, and I'll remember that for a lifetime."

Then, he said softly, "But that's not what I meant."

He didn't elaborate, and Emelie didn't ask. They just stood side by side.

The sky outside was dark, and the streetlights casted a dim glow over a small patch of ground, offering little to see.

William said, "You've taken quite a few things from Swanson Corporation lately."

"Mr. Middleton, are you here to chastise me on behalf of your partner for my aggressive behavior?" Emelie said.

William chuckled lightly. "I'm not that noble. If you think that causing us trouble will make you feel better, by all means, keep playing."

"Of course. These are just minor inconveniences to people like you," Emeliea said.

Suddenly, she smiled and stepped closer to him. There was a scent of gardenia on her, one that was unfamiliar to William.

As she moved nearer, the fragrance drifted to his nose, and he was suddenly reminded of the intimate moments they had once shared.

He was lost in thought when her soft and low voice broke through. "Guess when I'll make the account book public?"

The fleeting warmth between them vanished in an instant.

Even the dim light couldn't conceal the darkening of William's eyes. "I would advise you not to play with fire."

They were standing very close to each other, just inches apart, well beyond what would be considered a safe social distance.

From an outsider's perspective, it might have looked as if they were whispering secrets to each other, perhaps even making up.

Bryan and Beathan exchanged a glance.

However, the reality was far from romantic. There was an underlying tension, a sharpness had began to surface between them.

William took a deep breath. "Do you really think now is the right time?"

Emelie smiled and said nothing. She sipped her wine calmly, just like a rogue who had set a fire and walked away without a second thought.