Chapter 814
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William tightened his grip around her waist. 'Have you ever wondered why you two have so much chemistry? Have you wondered why he's been so fixated on you since high school? Why does he care about you so much?" Emelie's eyes flickered. 'What are you trying to say?"
William continued, "His mother, Mrs. Filo, liked you the moment she met you. Do you ever think about the reason why?"
Emelie's brows knitted tightly. "What exactly are you getting at?"
William revealed a small smile. "Why don't you try doing a DNA test between you and Wesley?"
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Emelie instantly shoved him away
She stumbled back, crashing into the cabinet behind her with a loud bang.
The clinic's doctor rushed over immediately. 'Ms. Pierce?"
With just a glance, William could tell that everyone in the clinic was also under her control.
The doctor noticed that Emelie's face, which had been fine a moment ago, had turned pale. So, he assumed she was unwell. 'Have you taken the antidote, Ms. Pierce?"
Her illness was actually caused by the medication she'd been taking.
She shook her head, still glaring intently at William. I'm fine. You can leave... We still have things to discuss." With that, the doctor left.
Emelie reached out and grabbed William by the collar. She wasn't gripping it tightly, but every word seemed to be forced out through gritted teeth.
"Explain yourself now!" she said.
In contrast, William was calm. "Why do you think that all the food stalls in front of the old house suddenly disappeared?'
Emelie didn't want to think about it. "Someone reported them. City management came to clear them out." William said, "Who would bother reporting a bunch of food stalls that have been there for over 30 years? They were well-acquainted with the locals and bothered no one."
Emelie gritted her teeth. "How would I know?'
"Someone didn't want you interacting with them too much. They were afraid that they might one day tell you something. For example, they might say, The man beside you used to come here to buy sweet potatoes as a kid. Isn't his name Kingston?""
Kingston Pierce was Emelie's biological older brother. He was rumored to have been kidnapped by traffickers and had gone missing without a trace for over 20 years.
Emelie's gaze trembled and staggered back again, leaning against the cabinet. She remembered how Wesley always found reasons for her not to eat at those stalls, preferring she cooked for herself late at night.
Suddenly, she felt a chill all over, like she couldn't breathe -a suffocating, surreal feeling that her world had just been turned upside down.
She couldn't accept it. "William, what nonsense are you spouting!"
William took her hand. 'Since you don't believe me, why don't you investigate for yourself?"
Emelie forced herself to say, "If you're talking nonsense-"
William cut her off, looking her straight in her eye with utter seriousness. "If I'm not talking nonsense, marry me instead then in April."
Emelie found it even more absurd. "What did you just say?'
William smiled. 'Do you dare to make a bet with me?'
Emelie leaned against the wall, her face drained of color.
After a long silence, William spoke first. "Now that we've reached this point, what's your next move? What should we do?"
Other things could be dealt with later, but they had to see through this act to the end.
Emelie closed her eyes, calming the chaotic thoughts racing in her mind. "We need to get to the airport. We need to go back to Cedonia."
She stepped out and nodded at the clinic's doctor, who immediately understood her intentions. Soon, their whereabouts were leaked by the doctor.
Naturally, Natalia received word that they were heading to the airport to catch the next flight to Cedonia. If they managed to escape again, all her efforts would be in vain.
When one was in a state of urgency or extreme emotion, they tended to overlook many things.
She immediately ordered her men, "Catch them! I want them dead!"
When Beathan saw the global live broadcast of the car chase online, he knew that things had gone terribly wrong.