Chapter 321 Scream Then

Emelie's phone rang at the perfect moment. She glanced at the screen and flashed an apologetic smile. "It's Mr. Swanson," she said. "Probably something important. I'll step out to take this. Feel free to start without me." The group let out disappointed groans, but Emelie brushed it off. She swiftly opened the terrace's glass door and slipped outside. Watching her leave, Charles picked up a glass of wine and took a sip. His expression was inscrutable. Emelie silenced her phone's alarm as soon as she stepped outside. Her expression turned somber. After tonight, she resolved to have a serious chat with Charles, making it clear once more that his antics were unacceptable. While a bit of playfulness was fine, she couldn't abide by this kind of coercion. The terrace was large and filled with plants. Soft floor lamps cast a gentle, moody light, lending an intimate ambiance. Emelie had no intention of rushing back to the private room. She planned to enjoy the outdoor space for at leas