Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie Hoven )
Chapter 822

Chapter 822 Two Men, One Show

Emelie didn't forget. How could she possibly forget something like this?

"I've been seeking revenge all along. I never strayed from my path,' Emelie replied calmly.

She noticed the butler opening the car door, and Wesley stepped out of the car, dressed in light-colored attire. He spoke to the butler as he walked toward the house.

Jodie said, "Yes, you've taken down three out of the four people on your list, with only William left. You should stay focused. And you're right. You can marry anyone but him. You've been deceived too many times." Emelie balled her hands into fists. Her nails, which were untrimmed for days, dug into her palms. The slight pain brought her back to reality.

As Wesley entered the house, Emelie walked down the stairs.

Their eyes met, and the tension in Emelie's nerves suddenly eased. She smiled and quickened her pace.

Wesley walked toward her as well and pulled her into a hug. "You've had a tough few days.'

Perhaps from his rushed return, Emelie felt that Wesley's embrace was a bit cold. 'It's fine. We won, so it's worth it. I already said that getting two lives in return wouldn't be a loss."

"Did Dr. Miles check on you?" Wesley asked gently. "Are you hurt?'

"With me by her side, how could she be hurt?" William walked down from the second floor.

The two men's eyes met. One was indifferent, the other was calm.

Wesley released Emelie and stepped slightly to the side, then took a step forward to shield her behind him.

"I should thank you, Mr. Middleton, for protecting Eme over the last few days," Wesley said.

William leaned against the banister and smirked. 'Do you call her Eme? I thought you'd call her Mandy."

Emelie turned her head to the side, detecting the hidden meaning in his words.

Wesley's expression remained calm. 'Both of them are her. Your people have been waiting outside the estate for a while now, Mr. Middleton. If there's nothing else, I won't be seeing you out."

William didn't seem eager to leave. "Considering we worked together this time, shouldn't you be more accommodating, Mr. Graham? Let me stay here for a few days to recover. What's the harm?'

"It's inconvenient." Wesley hadn't been provoked by such tactics since he was ten years old.

"Oh? And how exactly is it inconvenient?' William asked.

William, who had good social skills due to his years of experience in the business world, knew better than to push things too far. But today, he seemed determined to press the issue.

Wesley chuckled. 'Surely, Mr. Middleton, you have some self awareness?'

The tension between the two men was thick and undeniable.

Emelie didn't know how to stop them, so she chose not to.

"Jodie, inform everyone that we'll have an online meeting with the public relations, marketing, and advertising departments in an hour," she said.

Even though they had orchestrated Natalia's downfall, she was still a member of the Filo family and a shareholder of the Filo Group. They had to deal with the aftermath caused by such a huge scandal. Jodie acknowledged her instructions.

Then, Emelie turned to the butler. "Is the food ready? I'm starving."

The butler quickly said, "It's ready. Master, ma'am, and this... guest, please, come to the dining room.

The butler wasn't sure of William's identity, but he could sense some tension between him and Wesley. Still,

the prestigious Filo family couldn't afford to be poor hosts.

William didn't hesitate. "Thank you for the invitation."

The three of them sat at the round dining table, each occupying a third of the space. The atmosphere grew even more bizarre.