Chapter 393 Trust Me

William had a strong heart, his hands always warm as blood was pumping through the veins. He was like a blazing furnace right now. The warmth followed his veins and climbed right into Emelie's hand. William called for her the fourth time. "You're still angry, angel?" Emelie snickered in anger. He had done nothing and already expected her to cool off. She wanted to pull her hand back, but William refused. The two of them were tugging each other quietly to the point that Emelie was getting annoyed. She eventually gathered enough strength and pulled her hand back. William felt like a failure when he couldn't hold her. He felt his eyes getting heavier, and he was almost on the verge of falling asleep. Even his breath carried the heat from inside of him when he spoke. "Daphne wasn't the one that bribed the caretaker. She didn't have that much courage. Trust me, angel." Emelie thought he was just arguing for Daphne's sake. If it wasn't Daphne, who was it? He had to give her a suspect