<strong>Chapter 400 Sorry For Dying You</strong>


    Emelie couldn’t be bothered to move to another location. She met with the Allens at the same restaurant where she had lunch with Ashley in the afternoon. However, she simply moved from indoors to the outdoors to the tables with a parasol.


    The New Year was over, and everyone went back to work. The streets were a little deste but Emelie remembered that night during the New Year. About how she walked on the crowded street with William’s hand in her hand and they went to the Velvet Comedy Club to see the performance.


    Only when someone pulled the chair opposite her did she snap back into reality and look up.


    It started snowing again.


    William was the one who sat down opposite her.


    He no longer looked as sickly as he did this morning. He had changed into avish, proper suit. From the cors to his cuffs, all were properly ironed out. The high and mighty Mr. Middleton had returned.


    Emelie paused for a moment. “Are you here to support me despite your sickness? Call me surprised, but Ashley alone will be enough. She’s gone to the Notarial Services Department to get some documents and


    will be back soon.


    “If there’s nothing else, you should head back to Capebatt City. It must be getting very busy as Springfest


    ising.”


    When she was working with him, this was usually the time when she would get so busy that she would


    always be on her feet. She had no time to waste on anything inconsequential.N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    “Ashton did nothing wrong, so I hope you won’t fire her. She can help you.”


    When William saw that she was willing to speak to him, he smiled. “You’re worried about me being ill and the running of mypany? And whether I’m working too much?”


    Emelie picked up the cup of coffee. “I just feel guilty for dragging Ashton into this mess.”


    William then said softly, “You always have a soft spot for others, but never for yourself. You didn’t want a


    settlement, but you’re forcing yourself to ept it despite how nauseating it is for you right now.”


    Emelie scoffed. “When I refused to ept the settlement, so many of you came out of the woodwork to


    try to persuade me. Now you’re telling me you didn’t want me to ept it?”


    “Aren’t you enjoying ming me a little too much? Did I ever mention epting the settlement at all? I


    never even talked about this with you.” William then raised his hand to signal a waiter to serve him coffee


    as well.


    When Emelie tried to recall, he never actually mentioned it.


    He had simply appeared to support her when Jeremiah and Lindsey were trying to intimidate her.


    William let out a chuckle. “I didn’t interfere because believe that it’s your choice on whether to ept the settlement. That’s because I can protect you no matter what happens. In the end, you epted the


    settlement for Samuel.


    “Sometimes, you really make me want to pull my hair out.”


    She pursed her lips. This was not a misunderstanding that was worth having around. “Mr. Swanson didn’t ask me to ept it either. It is my choice to ept the settlement.”


    When William heard her say that, he narrowed his eyes.


    If she simply agreed because Samuel asked her to, then he would be worried about how much influence Samuel had on her. But if he didn’t ask her to, that meant something else changed her mind.


    Emelie put down her coffee cup when William’s hand suddenly shot toward her from the other side of the table and grabbed her wrist.


    “Did Samuel tell you that Wesley ising back?”


    There was a glint in Emelie’s eyes.


    William managed to catch it. It was just as he had thought.


    His demeanor quickly turned cold. “You’re no longer in the mood to waste your time with the Allens because Wesley ising back. Is that why you agreed to a settlement? To get rid of your problems?”


    Emelie frowned as she could feel the increasing pressure around her wrist. “William, you’re hurting me.”


    William found it peculiar as well about how she suddenly cared for him. “The reason you’re telling me to go back to Capebett City is because I’m a problem, too? Am I standing in your way?”


    Emelie pursed her lips as she stared at him. William smiled coldly and let go of her to stand straight up. The waiter came with his coffee, but he didn’t even look at him and simply left.


    Emelie watched him leave and let out a sigh.


    The main reason that she agreed to the settlement was that she was no longer that furious afterst night. Thanks to William exining that Daphne didn’t bribe the caretaker, her anger had died down. She didn’t resent Elena that much anymore as a result.


    When she once again looked at this more logically, a settlement was indeed the best choice.


    Wesley had affected her choice, yes. However, he wasn’t the decisive factor.


    But that was fine


    She didn’t need to exin it to him.


    At 3 pm sharp, Jeremiah and Lindsey arrived at the restaurant with Charles.


    When they saw the amount on the settlement agreement, Lindsey mmed her hand on the table and got


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    Meanwhile, Charles ended the entire argument with three words. “It’s a deal.”