Winning Her Heart Back

Are You Satisfied 

Whether to switch companions or not was just a thought away for Williams. 

In a subdued tone, William remarked, “Mr. Sanders, I see you’re quite knowledgeable about this.” 

Leon, feeling pleased with himself, replied, “Oh, definitely! I’ve tamed my fair share of women.” Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

William smirked, saying, “I can see why you’re with someone so young. I’m guessing you’ve had even younger ones, haven’t you, Mr. Sanders? 

Leon gasped dramatically, putting on a show of being scandalized. However, he was anything but afraid, 

His grim was lecherous, as if law meant nothing to him 

“We can’t just go blurting that out, can we? Haven’t you heard? It’s illegal. It’s a crime, haha,” he chuckled. 

Emelie couldn’t stand it anymore and abruptly stood up, but Willan stopped her with his hand. 

He wouldn’t let her leave. 

Leon scooted his chair closer to William. 

“But if you, Mr. Middleton, happen to share any similar interests, I could certainly provide some avenues for you.” 

William gazed at him with a placid expression, leading Leon to believe he was indeed interested. 

As Leon leaned in closer, smiling, and about to speak, William splashed wine right onto his face. 

“Ah!” 

With wine running down his face, Leon was stunned as William casually wiped his hands with a silk handkerchief. 

“Our discussion about collaboration ends here,” William said calmly. 

Leon stammered, “Wh–why?” 

Since you’re about to go to jail, it wouldn’t be wise for me to keep collaborating with you, would it?” 

Leon’s face turned pale. “Jail?” 

William turned to Emelie. “Ms. Hoven, didn’t you hear what Mr. Sanders just said? Call the police.” 

Without hesitation, Emelie reached for her phone. Leon suddenly realized the gravity of the situation and rose to his feet. 

Leaning back in his chair, William had a stronger presence than Leon, even while seated, 

“How I handle women is шу 

business. Who are you to give orders? Leon Sanders, be more careful next time, and don’t offend me again.” 

He paused, then smirked. “But it looks like there might not be a next time for you.” 

Leon stared intensely at William 

The restaurant’s security subtly edged closer, knowing well the importance of the people present and their need for protection. 

If Leon showed any aggression toward William, they would step in without hesitation. 

Breathing heavily, Leon begrudgingly admitted he couldn’t do anything against William 

With a clenched jaw, he swallowed his pride and tumed to leave. 

William gestured for the waiter to refill his glass. 

With the wine glass in his hand, he swirled it on the table and turned to Emelle, who seemed lost in thought. 

“Now that I’ve helped you get your revenge, are you satisfied?” 

Emelie responded calmly, “It’s simply because Mr. Sanders doesn’t meet your standards.” 

A slight smirk appeared on William’s face. “Indeed, he doesn’t.” 

From the very beginning, William had little respect for Leon. The proposed collaboration meant very little to him. 

In such a scenario, William had no intention of giving up Emelle, his leverage. 

Simply put, Leon didn’t have enough influence, and William didn’t see the point in engaging further. 

But if it were someone else, someone who was his target, she doubted he would bother standing up for her. 

Emelle took a deep breath and went straight to the point, “I’ve heard there’s a game on board where partners are swapped. Are you planning to participate, Mr. Middleton?” 

Are You Satisfied 

William, sensing her accusatory tone, replied coldly, “Ms. Hoven, have you forgotten the secretary’s code?” 

The secretary’s code prioritized the company’s interests, the CPD’s interests, and the CEO’s commands that would benefit the company. 

Gritting her teeth, Emelie realized she was stuck in an irreversible situation. 

Having been William’s secretary for three years, she now found herself obligated to “contribute” once more to his business empire. 

As William’s eyes roamed over her, he lifted his wine glass. 

“Make sure to dress nicely for dinner, We have clients.” 

Emelie truly felt the urge to slap him. 

She got up from the table rigidly and left the restaurant. 

Once outside, her steps quickened involuntarily, as if she could escape from it all. But there was nowhere she could run to. 

She dashed forward, not paying attention, as she turned a corner and bumped into someone coming from the opposite direction. 

The person caught her. 

Emelie instinctively apologized, and the person replied gently, “It’s okay. Ms. Hoven, are you in a hurry? Is everything alright?” 

Looking up, Emelie realized she had bumped into Samuel 

In desperate times, people tend to feel more vulnerable. 

Seeing a familiar face, especially someone who had always treated her kindly, instantly intensified her will to survive. Emelie held onto Samuel’s hand in return.