CHAPTER 165

Chapter 165 clingy

“Not yet,” Lyle replied.

“Have you tracked down that virtual number? William asked. He was referring to the one sending Daphne’s kissing photo.

“I’mstildiging Virtual numbers are a real headache, but I’m working on it.”

“Well, if you quit polting around in everyone else’s business and put that time into the search, you’d find everything.”

Lyle chuckled and muttered a curse under his breath.

Emelie slipped into the restroom to take the call “Hey, Ell”

“Emelle, are you find up right now? Elana’s voice sounded relaxed, not indicating any urgency

Emelte felt hertension dissipate. “Not really, what’s going on?”

“Mom finished knitting the scarf for you and wants to knit gloves too. She’s asking what color you’d like.”

Emelie was rebred. She chuckled, “Is Mom there with you now?

“Yeah, I’ll pass her the phone, so go ahead and chat Seriously, Mom’s getting more impatient by the day. I suggested we wait until tonight to ask you, but she wouldn’t hear of” Eliana sounded annoyed.

Greta’s voice came through the line, I don’t even know how much time I have lett. While I can still do things, need to make the most of it.”

Emere couldn’t help but feel a binge of sadness at those words.

The phone was handed to Greta, who called out, “Eme.”

“Mom,” Emeke responded.

Greta called out again.“Emelie”

“Mom, I’m here.”

“Eme, I’ve finished knitting the scarf for you. Now, I want to knit gloves too. What color do you prefer?”

“any color’s fine as long as it goes with the scard, Emelie said. “Mom, take your time. Don’t stress yourself out.”

“I’m not pushing too hard. I’ll it this afternoon. It’s quick,” Greta replied. “Mr. Peter gave me same camgren. When you come back, I’ll make you some jelly”

Jelly was usually made for Thanksgiving. It was still winter now, and Greta was really anxious. She was afraid she won’t make it until then.

Emelie’s throat tightened, “okay, but I’d rather skip the malasses 1 prefer using white sugar

“Molasses are healthier,” Greta insisted.

“But molasses can be a bit bitter.”

“Then let’s use honey. Your dad got a jar from the local boekeeper,” Orrta suggested,

Emelie’s nose tingled with a sour feeling. “Alright”

Following the short exchange, Emelle ended the call with her mother. Feeling more composed, she stepped out of the restroom.

But just as she stepped into the hallway, she bumped into William.

He was also holding his phone. She wasn’t sure if he came out to take a call or if he was waiting for her.

Williama glanced at her reddened eyes and said coldly, “Are you that upset?!

Samuel had barely left, and she was already in tears. How had benever noticed she was this clingy before?

Emele didn’t reply and just tried to walk away. But Willam, used to being obeyed, grabbed her hand firmle

Emleshot him a look. “Mr. Middleton, are you planning to get physical again?”

Wiliam gave her a disdainful look. “Do you think I’d let you slap me a third time?”

Emelie pressed her lips together. “I remember telling you, Mr. Middleton, that when pushed, I can do anything.”

Willam chuckled “Are you trying to intimidate me again?”

Emelle replied, “Who could possibly intimidate you, Mr. Middleton? just a word from you, and someone’s lab mysteriously catches fire”

William stepped closer. “Emelie, were you pretending while you were by my side before, or are you pertending now? I never realized you could be so sarcastic.”

Emelie had no interest in mgaging with him. She just wanted to distance herself from him. But William didn’t release her arm, and Emelte felt a pang in her stomach.

Having skipped both breakfast and lunch, she was starting to feel uncomfortable.

During her time as secretary at Clouder Corporation, Irregular meals or even skipping them altogether were communion.

However, in the past two months, as she regained her health, her stomach had become particularly sensitive.

Emelie te asharp spes and instinctively bent over, holding her stomach.

Looking down that, will neered, “You’re trying a different approach now?!

He wondered if her intention had shifted from threatening or physically attacking him to setting him up for assault.

Taking a moment to regain her composure, Emelie remained silent. Willum studied her for a few seconds, questioning the reaction was genuine.

Ercole was adamant about not showing any vulnerability in his presence. Leaning against the wall for support, she forced herself to stand up, intending to head back to the room to grab something to eat.

Chapter 165 Clingy

Suddenly, William pushed open the door to an empty room nearby and dragged her inside. Startled, Emelie exclaimed, “William! What are you up to now?”