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Fruelle couldn’t help but gag as the fishy smell Ingered around her nose, and she quickly pushed the te of sashimi away from her.
william thought that Emilie was acting. Nevertheless, it made sense since pregnant women are often more sensitive
William wrapped his arms around Emeli and poured her some water.
“Take these away!” he instructed the waiter.
Charles observed Emelle’s reaction and found it pretty genuine.
“Quick! Get them out of here!” Charles added
The water quickly took the dish away. However, Emelie could still smell the lingering fishodor. She stood up, unable to bear it any longer.
“I need to go to the restroom,” Emelle <b>said</b>.
William furrowed <b>his </b>brows. “Ashton, go with Mrs Middleton.”
“Yes<b>, </b>sir.” Ashton quickly caught up with Emelle.
Since Emelle had been putting on an act, she dropped it as soon as she left the suite.
She pursed her lips, suppressing her nausea to hide it from Ashton. She rushed into the washroom and shut the door behind her.
She covered her mouth and silently retched several times until she <b>managed </b>to quell the nausea.
Her reaction intense.
Emelie ced ber hand on her belly. There was no doubt she was really <b>pregnant</b>.
Back in <b>the </b><b>suite</b>, only the two men and a somewhat empty table remained.
Charles called out to <b>a </b>waiter with a smile, “Hey, how about a bottle of wine? This isn’t very amodating, isn’t it? Mr. Middleton isn’t supposed to drink air, is he?
William took a bot towel <b>and </b>wiped his hands, his expression inscrutable.
Soon, a walter hurried in with a wine. Charles had ordered a Barolo Wine that didn’t need decanting. As soon the cork was removed, a rich aroma filled the room.
The waiter first poured <b>a </b>ss for William.
Charles took a deep sniff and praised, “An excellent wine Indeed! Even if you want the stars in the sky, the Westward Club can get them for you. This wine was from the pos. Even at the auction..”
Before Charles could finish his words, <b>a </b>ssh of wine hit him squarely in the face.
william put down the towel and picked up the ss of wine. Instead of tasting it, he threw it directly in <b>Charles</b>‘ face.
Charles grunted, shut his eyes, and quickly med away. However, he still got drenched in the Barolo Wine
The wine was half a ss full, just the right amount. The crimson–red fluid flowed from Charles‘ forehead down to his nose bridge, leaving him disheveled. Initially, the waiter wanted to pour Charles some wine as well However, he troue in ce at William’s sudden action, unsure whether to still serve the wine.
After a whole minute of silence, Charles opened his eyes. His eyshes dripped with wine, and even <b>his </b>shirt was stained.
The Davis Camily was one of the Great Four in the business world. Despite it being Wim, he had taken it a step too far.
Charles licked his lips and chuckled, “It’s indeed a good wine. So rich, strong, and vorful”
He picked up a towel to wipe his face, a smile still ying on his hips. “But Mr. Middleton, don’t you think the way you offered the drink was a bit crude
As a CD of his stature, Charles didn’t need to yell to express his anger. His simple question was enough. Even the waiter at the side didn’t dare to take a breath.
Wim leaned back at the chair and looked at Charles with an ice cold gaze. “Mr. Davis, aren’t you just testing if Emelie was pregnant? You can test it all <b>you </b>want. But you made my wife ufortable, so I’m returning the favor,”
No wonder there are so many misunderstandings in this world. We just had the wrong <b>order </b>served to us. Don’t overthink it, Mr. Middleton,” Charles said as he gestured for the waiter to go away.
The water quickly set down the wine bottle and left, feeling relieved.
“I forgot that pregnant women are sensitive to the smell of fish. I only ordered it because I found it tasty thest <b>time </b>I was bere. There are no other intentions here,” Charles
William’s gaze was dark and brooding. “Whether
er you had the intention or not, you made my wife uneasy. If I can’t even protect in pregnant wife, then how could I be the CEO of Cloudex Corporation<b>?</b>”
William’s words were indeed thought–provoking. Was he worried about Emelie<b>? </b>Or was he more worried about his own pride?
Charles stared at William <b>and </b>smiled as he wiped the wine off his chin. “Alright, it’s my fault. I’ll have your ss of wine, Mr. Middleton.”
Charles took the bottle and poured himself a full <b>ss </b>of we
Charles added, “But it’s good news that Ms. Hoven is actually pregnant this time around. It seems <b>like </b>she didn’t hold a grudge over the Pierce family meadent with you, Mr Middleton Otherwise, Mr. Collins might’ve acted out of spite.”
“What else can he do? He’s a lowyer Would <b>he </b>dare to go against thew?
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“Let the give you ahead up, Mr Middleton “Charles picked up his ss of wine Looking through the <b>ss</b>, his view was tinted ind “Mr.Calliss has eadem eut Ms. Blown’s crimes. He can have her takes care of through lead means,” Charles said nonchntly.