Chapter 77 Playing With Fire

Samuel arched an eyebrow. Emelie had always been a woman who knew how to keep things proper. Even when they went out for meals or coffee, she never gave off any vibes that could be misinterpreted. But this was the first time she had grabbed his hand like that, almost as if she were clutching onto the only thing keeping her afloat in rough waters. Samuel's gaze softened as he noticed a subtle hint of redness in her eyes. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. Lowering his head, he spoke softly, "Ms. Hoven, is everything alright? Have you run into some troubles?" Emelie felt the sea breeze brushing against her face, but at the same time, a dull ache pulsed at the back of her head. Her question emerged somewhat disjointed, "Mr. Swanson, did you bring someone along?" "No," came his straightforward reply. "Did your older brother bring one?" "He did," Samuel confirmed. "Is it his girlfriend?" Emelie pressed further. Samuel chose his words carefully. "I'm not entirely sure