Winning Her Heart Back

 You'll Have to Come To Me

Charles halted his steps, but without a reply to her question, he slammed the door behind him and left.

He walked quickly out of the Westward Club, stopping once he reached the entrance.

Agitated, he pulled a piece of candy from his pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it into his mouth.

It was a hard candy, but he bit into it nonetheless. The sharp edges of the crushed candy pricked the inside of his mouth a little.

Letting the cold wind settle him down, he stood in it for a while. Then he instructed his secretary, "Find out why Emmie Gatlin is here."

The secretary couldn't help but ask, "Do you suspect that she isn't just here by coincidence but was arranged to be here by someone?"

Charles was no fool. He sneered. "There's no such thing as coincidence. There's definitely something going on."

"Got it."

Jodie held an umbrella and opened the car door.

As Emelie got out of the car, she noticed that William's car had also stopped by the side of the road.

He was driving a Lamborghini. When the driver reached out for an umbrella to shield him from the rain, William took the umbrella himself and walked up to her on his own instead.

He coughed a couple of times on his way.

His cold was aggravated by the cold wind mixed with rain. By the time he was in front of her, he was still coughing.

Emelie said, "Mr. Middleton, if you're not feeling well, why did you bother to come here today?"

She thought he was here to question her about her intentions toward Charles, but instead, after lowering his hand from his lips, he asked, "Are you hungry?"

Emelie narrowed her eyes. "Haven't we just finished eating? Mr. Middleton, do you digest that quickly?"NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

William replied calmly, "You spent the entire meal plotting and spinning lies, hardly touching your food. Instead of ordering cold room service at the hotel, why don't we find a place where you can get something warm to eat?"

Emelie smiled. "What was I plotting?"

"Emmie was once Charles' woman. I don't think it was a coincidence that she appeared today. Neither do I, and I do not think that Charles does either. It's too obvious that you arranged this." William exposed her.

Emelie frowned as if troubled. "Mr. Middleton, I've noticed that after a few years of not seeing each other, you've developed a habit of slandering me. You are always saying things that I don't understand. I feel unjustly treated."

She gave a feigned sigh of regret, then turned back to the car. "Well, Mr. Middleton, if you find me so unpleasant, let's not bother going on with dinner. Goodbye and goodbye."

Suddenly, William grabbed her arm, and before Emelie could react, he pulled her out from under Jodie's umbrella and into his.

Emelie, who was wearing high heels, stumbled at his unexpected tug. Nevertheless, she managed to steady herself before falling into his arms.

Startled, Jodie immediately shouted, "Let go of Ms. Pierce!"

Raindrops began to fall on the umbrella with a rhythmic pattern. Emelie's expression turned cold as she stared at him. "Mr. Middleton, when are you going to stop this habit of being so handsy with me?"

William lowered his eyes and stared at her face.

After a few seconds, he asked in a low voice, "I heard you've been trying to buy something recently," EEmelie remained silent while he went on to say, "Are you trying to purchase the original house of the Pierce family?"

Indeed, she had been.

Emelie had been trying to buy the original house of the Pierce family.

After the Pierce family went bankrupt, their house was auctioned off to pay off their debts.

When she returned to Alderbrook that day for a visit to Ronan and Greta's graves, she realized that her birth parents no longer even had a home. It was then that she had the idea of repurchasing the house of the Pierce family.

However, the house had been in and out of hands several times over the years, and Emelie was still in the process of researching who the current owner was.

"I just want to buy the house that belonged to my family. Does that bother you too, Mr. Middleton?"

The rain had turned the sky a dark blue-black, and the downpour blurred the streetlights. William's presence remained as it always had. Cold and aloof, like snow. "The house of the Pierce family is in my hands. If you want it, you'll have to come to me."

Emelie's expression instantly turned icy as she retorted, "How amusing."

The Middleton family not only caused the Pierce family's bankruptcy, but they were also the Pierce family's creditors. When the Pierce family home was auctioned off, the Middleton family bought it. The proceeds from the auction went back to the Middleton family as debt repayment.

In the end, the Middleton family got their money back in full and also acquired the Pierce family's ancestral home.

However, what right did they have to touch the home that had belonged to the Pierce family for generations?

Emelie could feel the fire burning in her chest, and not even the torrential rain could extinguish it.

William noticed the anger in her eyes, but his expression remained unchanged as he let her gaze at him.

The rain poured down harder, with every drop splashing back up from the ground. Emelie was wearing a pair of black trousers. The wetness spread and darkened the fabric as it absorbed more water. "Mr. Middleton, I doubt you'll sell it to me that easily. What is it that you want?"