Chapter 262 High School <b>First </b>Love
Elena pressed her Eps together and stood up. “Wait for me a moment, Charles,”Exclusive ? content by N(?)ve/l/Drama.Org.
She quickly left the private room.
William needed to return to the office, and Emelle had to visit Greta in the hospital.
They parted ways at the bistro entrance. Emelie said, as a formally, “Mr. Middleton, I’ll be going now!!
William nced at her. “Did you report Charles for smoking indoors?”
Emelie kept a straight face. “Mr. Middleton, I didn’L”
Witam didn’t believe her. He smirked and said, “I never said you did the wrong thing.”
rmele won’t foolish enough to admit it <b>just </b>because he said <b>so</b>. The only person she could fully trust in this world was herself. Anyone else might betray her at any time.
“Mr. Middleton, I really didn’t.”
William was too tired to continue this circr conversation. He grasped her chin, his eyelids drooping slightly as he looked at her face.
“From now on, don’t <b>be </b>so obedient to anyone else except for me just because they tell you to do something, doesn’t mean you have to. Are they paying your sry?”
<b>Emelie </b>pressed her lips together. “Understood.”
William continued, “After visiting Mrs. Hoven,e back early to pack your bags. You’reing with me to the Lakeside Vi this weekend.”
Emelie opened her mouth to speak, but he shook her <b>chin </b>gently. “Or do you want to continue our discussion about the perfection of parents<b>?</b>” There was no point in discussing that topic farther. It only made him angry, caused her trouble, and dyed her visit to Greta.
In the end, she would still have to go to the Lakeside Vi with him Henever changed his decisions.
Emelie could only say, “I understand<b>.</b><b>”</b>
After hearing her response, Wim released her. Emelle got into atexi
<b>The </b>valet brought William’s car over. As he was about to get in, a <b>female </b>voice <b>called </b>out from behind, “Mr. Middleton.”
Wim humed around to see Elena “Ma. Allen, is there something you <b>want </b>to <b>say</b>?”
Elena approached him gracefully, her amber eyes gazing at him with a hint of seriousness. “Mr. Middleton, <b>do </b>you really not remember me at all?”
Wim squinted slightly. When he had first seen her by theke, he <b>had </b>felt a vague sense of familiarity. But since he couldn’t recall where he had seen her <b>before</b><b>, </b>he had assumed that she wasn’t important and didn’t pay much attention.
Now, with her words, it seemed that they did know each other. Considering Charles‘ prestige, William inquired, “Ms. Allen, who might you be?
Elena smiled, though it carried a <b>hint </b>of self–mockery. She said it with grace, adding a touch of understanding to her words.
“It seems the stories are all Bes. <b>They </b>say good men ever forget their first love, right? Even though our time together was in high school.
“Mr. Middleton, you’ve forgotten me so thoroughly. I’m a little sad about it‘
High school?
He furrowed his brow for a moment. Then, he finally remembered and said, “It’s you!”
Emelle arrived at the hospital and briskywalked toward the main building.
Capebatt City was neither too big or too small it was consideredrge due to its total size of <b>2510 </b>square miles. However, it was considered small as there were two and <b>a </b>half million people living there.
Somehow, this had led her to bump into Daphne, who was sitting in a wheelchair in the lobby.
Emelie had initially intended to walk past <b>her </b>and pretend that she hadn’t seen her. But Daphine spotted <b>her </b><b>and </b>called out, “Emelie!”
Emele didn’t stop in her tracks. Daphne straightened up and <b>continued</b>, “Emelie, are you feeling guilty?”
<b>“</b>You sent my photo to Mr. Middleton. You even tried to drive a wedge between us and then take advantage of the situation to get close to him in Wimstour City. You know you owe me, so now you don’t dare to face me, right?
Every word she uttered disgusted Emelie.
Emelie <b>had </b>to halt her steps and turn to face her.
If this was psychological warfare, it was indeed effective. At least Emelie was acknowledging her now.
She approached her again. “Yes I did send your photos to William. Compared <b>to </b>your spreading photos of my friend everywhere and fabricating rumors to nder her. I merely sent a few old photos of you to William, isn’t that outrageous?”
Behind Daphne, the middle–aged woman pushed the wheelchair and chuckled coldly. “So, you’re Emelie Do you think your btle tricks are effective<b>?</b>”
Emelle looked <b>up </b><b>at </b>her. The middle–aged woman’s features <b>bore </b>some resemnce to Daphine’s<b>. </b>She was probably her mother, Olivia Lewis,
Olivia was dressed in professional attire. She excused the demeanor of a businesswoman. She said assertively, “Even if you’re scheming behind Daphne and Will’s rtionship, they’ve reconciled now!”
“Even if you shamelessly entered Middletone Residence, he still rushed to the scene of Daphne’s ident with just one phone call. He stored things <b>out </b><b>for </b>her, took her to the hospital for treatment, and even stayed by her side all night”
“in <b>his </b>heart, the most important person has always been Daphine. You’re just a fool!”