Chapter 161 Despicable

William hung up the call and smoothly dodged Emelie's attempt to reach him. With the curtains drawn shut, the room was pitch black. Emelie stumbled in the darkness. She tripped over the edge of the carpet and struggled to regain her balance. Before she could steady herself, William pushed her against the wall from behind and firmly held her in place. He was manipulating her with the dexterity of a skilled puppeteer and effortlessly controlling her movements. It was almost as if she were nothing more than a pawn in his game. Frustrated, Emelie's breath quickened as she struggled against her restrained hands. "William! Get out of my room right now! Or else—" "Or else what?" William's tone, dulled by alcohol, was chillingly indifferent. "What will you do if I've actually done something? Will you have the nerve to cause a scene?" A chill ran down Emelie's spine. Her entire body tensed at his words. "Let me try to figure this out. What exactly did Bryan promise you guys? Samuel hops