Chapter 322 Not a Whore
"That's bullshit!" Emelie snapped. She knew she couldn't match wits with William.
Forced to explain herself, she pressed on, "Why didn't I refuse... with so many people around?
"If I had embarrassed him in front of everyone, someone like him, someone like you, wouldn't just let it slide. You'd retaliate, wouldn't you?"
She understood all too well how these powerful men operated.
They could charm and flatter when it suited them, but cross them and they could turn vindictive.
Hadn't she learned that lesson from him?
Otherwise, why would she have left her sick mother in Capebatt City and fled to Weston?
Upon hearing Emelie's explanation, William's demeanor softened, and his tone eased up.
"I've covered the tab for this private room tonight. If you need anything—money, connections, a place to stay—just come to me."
Come to him? What exactly did he think their relationship was?
Emelie held her breath, seizing a chance to push him away. But as soon as she managed to create a sligh

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