Chapter 87 Threatening His Throne
“Mr. Davis is too kind. Perhaps it’s just practice that makes perfect.
“I wasn’t very good before, but as the head secretary of Cloudex Corporation, I often have to represent Cloudex Corporation and connect with various CFOs and their wives.
“The more I y, the more skilled | be.”
Charles paused for a moment.
Head secretary. Connecting with various CEOs and their wives.
He pondered for a moment. “I see,<b>”</b>
After hearing Emelie’s insightful words, William nced at her and raised his bet.
Emelie immediately called, returning his gaze. Her words were directed at Charles but were meant for him.
Was he really going to give her <b>away</b>? Had he thought it through?
She was the head secretary, controlling Cloudex Corporation’s numerous client resources. She might not be able to hold her tongue if he dared to sell her out.
She could casually mention some major clients‘ preferences<b>, </b>habits, and limits to Charles. If Charles then <b>took </b>those clients, she wouldn’t be
at fault.
This <b>wouldn’t </b>count as betraying Cloudex Corporation’s secrets; she was just chatting about some gossip about clients while ying poker.
Emelie smiled. “The one who has guided me the most is Mrs. Parker, but the most interesting yer is Mrs. Adams.
“She’s from Elmridge, and they have a type of poker called “Fists and Kicks,” which is quite amusing. Does Mr. Davis y Elmridge poker<b>?</b>”
Charles pondered. “I’ve seen it but never yed it. But I’m interested after hearing Ms. Hoven say that. Can you teach me <b>tonight</b>?”
Emelie was disgusted by his words but maintained her smile. “Sure, I’ll let you knowter what games Mr. Jenkins and Mr. Bet enjoy <b>ying</b>.”
Her hand won again. “Full House. I’ve won, again. Looks like Charles is also favoring me.”
William sneered. He had underestimated this woman<b>. </b>She dared to threaten him directly,
Emelle pursed her lips. “Shall we continue?”
William folded his hand. “Do you think we’re here to y poker with you? Who do you think you are?
He ushered her <b>away </b>from the table. “The drinks are finished; po get <b>more</b>.”
Emelie lowered her <b>gaze </b>and stood up, <b>“</b><b>Certainly</b>, Mr. Middleton.”
As she turned to leave, she nodded at Bryan
“Thank you, Mr. Swanson, for letting me y these two rounds“.
Bryan looked at her seriously. “You’re wee. It isn’t easy winning against them.”
Emelie walked out of the room, went a long way, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
William probably wouldn’t give her to Charles. Unless he was really betting on whether she’d keep quiet and if Charles could steal his clients.
He definitely wouldn’t gamble.
William liked to y it safe, and he had always been that way,Original from N?velDrama.Org.
He led a smooth life thanks to his family. Only thosecking strength and confidence needed to gamble, and he had plenty of both
Emelle suddenly had a thought
She hoped Willian would <b>lose </b>his strength <b>and </b>confidence one day and have nothing.
Then, she would make him feel like he <b>was </b>walking on a tightrope at the edge of a cliff, desperately trying <b>to </b><b>save </b><b>himself</b>.
Emelie went downstairs and didn’t retum to the private room. Instead, she found a quieter to sit down.
She felt a bit weak in her legs.
In <b>the </b>room, everyone stopped ying poker and casually chatted
Charles casually said, “It’s a good thing when women are intelligent and have character<b>, </b>but it’s troublesome.
“That’s why it’s better to raise dogs than cats. Dogs be more obedient and affectionate over time, while cats are too alool.
Chapter #7 Threatening His Throne
“They often forget their role as pets.”
Patricia was helping Bryan peel grapes andined in a coy tone, “Mr. Swanson, I don’t want to peel them anymore. My freshly done nails <b>are </b>splitting ”
Bryan patted her head. “Alright. Then, don’t peel them.”
William’s voice <b>was </b>indifferent.
“It’s boring when someone doesn’t know how to ask, how <b>to </b>speak<b>, </b><b>thinks </b>they’re clever, and still enjoys ying tricks.”