Chapter 122 We’re Event
Mona emerged from the room, ashen–faced and stammering. “L. I clipped that note in a notebook. But I can’t find that notebook now,
This statement made the already absurd situation even more ridiculous.
She suddenly didn’t dare continue speaking with such certainty anymore..
That notebook had been tossed around at the company. She truly couldn’t confirm it the paper was still inside.
“should we.. go check at the company?”
William said coldly, “Where do you get the nerve to keep trying to deceive me?”
His tone wasn’t sharp, but Mona knew his identity and capabilities too well. Her already anxious face became even more flustered.
Mona had witnessed firsthand how badly William could make things for Emelle. And that was a woman who had been intimate with him for three years.
Mona had no relationship with him at all, plus she injured Daphne,
What would her fate be?
“I’m not… not lying! I have no reason to lie about this! It happened a few days before you sent Emelie to Vinetown. She was hospitalized because of a miscarriage….
“Mona” Emelie cut off Mona’s desperate attempt to prove herself.
It was all useless chatter. William never listened to excuses, only evidence.
The hatred and resentment she felt at the hospital entrance had dissipated.
“She calmly negotiated with him, “William, when will this vicious cycle end? Let me make a suggestion for you to consider. Please hear me out.”
William looked at her indifferently
Emelie cleared her throat. “Mona is injuring Daphne, and you’ve given me favors over the years, maybe even to my parents,
“We’ll call it even after you snatched my mom’s heart to give to Daphne’s dad.
“From now on, we owe each other nothing and have no ties. We no longer have any relationship. Our paths diverge here. Let’s pretend we never knew each other.”
The rain persisted outside.
Dark clouds loom over the concrete jungle, heralding an even greater storm, just like this man’s eyes–dark, profound, calm, dangerous, and ready to brew a turbulent storm.
What a notion of no more relationships
William responded in a chilly tone. “Emelle, who do you think you are to negotiate terms with me?
“You lied to me about the miscarriage, and 1 haven’t even held you accountable for that.
“Yet you dare to talk to me about going separate ways? When did you ever get to decide anything between us?”
For a moment, Emelie wanted to end it all with him!
