Chapter 85 She Belongs to Me Tonight
Emelie was afraid of William.
She couldn’t imagine what he could do with the contract, and humans would always be scared of the unknown.
William didn’t make any further moves toward Emelie, simply letting go of her hand and striding upstairs.
He didn’t ask for her to follow
But his departing figure clearly implied that she should follow Itim upstairs.
Emelie’s mind raced; she tried to think of ideas, She identally made eye contact with Bryan, who slightly nodded.
Emelie steadied herself and eventually went upstairs.
At least with Bryan there, he would back her up,
Even without Samuel’s involvement, he was delighted with the terms she offered him. So, he would help her.
Downstairs was where regr guests entertained themselves, while the second floor was where the big shots on this ship gathered.
Norman patted William’s shoulder. “We’re ying poker. I remember you’re good at it.”
William replied<b>, </b>“I’m <b>just </b>decent.”
you take my ce? I’m getting old and can’t handle the fatigue. I need to be <b>down</b>
Norman massaged his waist, sighing. “Then can you
William nodded.
He entered the room, and Emelie followed.
The room wasn’t huge. It was well–lit, with a <b>sofa</b>, a coffee table, and a poker table.
No one was on the sofa, but two men in <b>suits </b>sat at the poker table, shuffling the cards.
Both men were rtively young, with different temperaments.
Emelie found them familiar but couldn’t quite ce their names.
Bryan had just been ying, so he sat at the poker table as soon as he entered the room. William took Norman’s previous seat and joined in.
Patricia had somehow followed them upstairs. She wore a strapless dress, with the upper part made of red velvet fabric and the skirt made of
off–white chiffon
She looked elegant and princess–like, but she sat on the carpet next to Bryan’s leg.
She leaned against Bryan’s thigh, lighting a cigarette for him and asionally feeding him strawberries
Emelle felt an ufortable sense of humility<b>.</b>
The other two men also had women at their feet, doing simr things.
Emelie felt awkward, unsure of what to do. She stood there, and no one paid her any attention
It wasn’t until William looked at her and said, “Do you still need me to teach you where your ce is?”
He wanted her to follow Patricia’s example, obediently kneeling at his feet.
Emelie didn’t want to degrade herself like that. She remained silent and didn’t move
However, this act of defiance caused the other two men at the poker table to focus on her.
One of the men scrutinized Emele, smiling as he asked William, “Is this Mr. Middleton’s ‘bargaining chip<b>‘</b><b>?</b>
“Indeed<b>, </b>she is quite attractive. No wonder you dared to sh so many points off me with just one word.”
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The man took <b>a </b>cigarette from the <b>pack</b>, tapped it on the table, <b>and </b>motioned to Emelie.
“Come over here and light this cigarette for me.
Emelie suddenly remembered who he was
He was a real estate tycoon.
William was nning to use her as a bargaining chip to acquirend.
Bryan casually ced a chip and raised his eyes, <b>“</b><b>So</b>, mypetitor is Mr. Davis. To be frank, I’ve <b>also </b>taken a liking to this woman.
“What I can
offer Mr. Middleton is no less than what Mr. Davis can.”
Charles chuckled. “Is that so
While they conversed, their hands continued to y the game of poker.
The crisp tter of the chips striking each other hit Emelie’s nerves, causing her to tense up.
Charles suddenly raised an eyebrow <b>and </b>showed his hand.
“Oh, a Full House. Not bad. This woman’s lucky for <b>me</b>. Mr. Middleton, I ept your offer. Tonight, she belongs to me.”