Chapter 3161 Want to Help You
melle furrowed her brows. She wondered what Wimet by <b>the </b>owed him since high school What nonsense was he talking about?
They did attend the same high school, but she had only heard of <b>his </b>name and barely seen <b>him </b>a few <b>times</b>, let alone knowing him. How could she owe him anything<b>?</b>This content belongs to N?/velDra/ma.Org .
This wasn’t <b>the </b>first time he imed <b>she </b>owed him. What exactly did <b>she </b>owe him?
Thinking about this, Emelie questioned him. She stated at him and waited for his answer.
william parsed his thin lips, but after a moment<b>, </b><b>he </b><b>let </b>go of her hand, with a cold expression, he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car from his side.
Then, he headed into the private restaurant without saying a word her.
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<b>Emelle </b>sighed and followed him
It was already past so, and the restrument had few guests at this hour Wim walked straight to aer table, and a walter promptly brought the menu.
Without ncing at it, wiliam ordered, “One of everything “He <b>meant </b>to order every dish.
Emelle heard this as she approached and frowned. “Is this your way of getting back at me, Mr. Middleton? Was he trying to waste her money?” william locked up. “wing stingy?”
“I just thinks wastedal” There was <b>no </b>way the three of them could finkhalldat
William wiped his hands with <b>a </b>hot towel and told the water, “Bring ade dishes Pack the rest for the janitors.”
Emelie doubled William’s sudden disy of generosity
He just wanted her to spend <b>the </b>money and make her ufortable.
This man was <b>truly </b>annoying,
She didn’t want to argue with him, so she let him do as he pleased
If he didn’t want to draw a line between them, that was his problem. After this <b>meal</b>, she’d consider them even. She had a clear <b>conscience</b>.
william could see the impatience in her Eghtly made–up features, and something swelled in his chest
Abruptly, he asked<b>, </b>“Do you think I helped you because of Elena<b>, </b><b>or </b>did I do it because wanted aven’t you figured that out after three years by my side? Emelie was stunned<b>. </b>She looked up to meet his deep, <b>dark </b>eyes. Hidden beneath that darkness <b>was </b><b>a </b>questionable look that hit her straight on.
Her heart skipped ab
She wondered if he meant that whether at the Now Residence or today <b>in </b>the private room, he helped <b>her </b>simply because he wanted to, not because someone asked him to Emelie but her lip. She recalled how Elma always interrupted William whenever he was about to speak at the Navarro Residence. She would say things like, “William, help Ms. Hoven,” or “William, call a cab for <b>Ms. </b>Hoven.”
It had seemed that William only helped her because Elena had asked him to Emelie was even surprised to see William so obedient,
But if William were truly obedient to Elena, she should have felt confident and <b>secure</b>. Why would she constantly unther rtionship with William in front of Emelie? She wondered if she had been fooled by Elena’s act again.
Emelie was operated that she almost lighed. How many tricks could ena possibly have?
William’s cold voice intempted her thoughts “esced it our yet?”
His bone sounded the, “Did you realize you wrongly used <b>me</b>
Emelie nced around and spotted a water dispenser. This private dining ce had good food but wasn’t a five–star restaurant, sa drinks were self–served
She stood up and poured some water into William’s cup. “Then let me toast to you for your kindness, Mr. Middleton
William was not satisfied “That’s it?!
Emelie remained calm “reame out from under your wing, Mr. Middleton. You know my abilities better than anyone. You know that even without your help, I could <b>have </b>handled the Navarro Residence on <b>and </b>tonight’s issue on my own. Despite this, you chose to assist me. Other <b>than </b>thanking you, Treally don’t know what else to say.”
William was speechless.
She was essentially saying that even without his help, she could <b>have </b>solved <b>the </b>problems on her own. His help was unnecessary, so how could the expect her gratitude? Leaning back in his chair, he responded, “Didn’t you say unlike Mr. Swanson, never help you unconditionally? Since I did help you, there must be conditions.” Emelle ceplied smoothly, “I was delirious as I had a fever that day and must have sported nonsense. Mr. Middleton, please don’t take it to heart.”
Wiliam pressed on. “What if insist on taking it to heart?”
At <b>that </b>moment, the water brought over the first dish. It was chicken soup Emelie smiled brightly. She personally served <b>him </b>abowl
“Mr. Middleton, you haven’t been sleeping well these past few days. This soup helps with calining the mind and impering sleep. You should love more.”
Witam looked at the soup, then back at her. He wondered if was simply <b>trying </b>to waw him off with a bowl of soup.
How ungrateful.
However, it seemed like she was enjoying herself and trying hard not to feel too triumph. Her eyes crinkled with a mischievous glint.
it had been a long time since hehad seen her aile in funt of <b>him</b>
<b>Usually</b><b>, </b><b>she </b>looked at him with her hatred or anger. She always kept a distance from him. Recently, though, he hadn’t been <b>pushing </b>her, and she hadn’t been as hostile as before.