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The Richest Heir CHAPTER 135
"And trust takes time to build. I want to believe that you're genuine, but I need more than just words. I need to see your actions match your promises."William's expression fell as Emily's words sank in, extinguishing the flames of his excitement and fantasies. The reality of her cold and distant tone struck him like a bucket of icy water, dousing the flames of his plans. He had underestimated her resolve and determination, and now his hopes of an easy victory were dwindling with each passing moment.Emily's disappointment was palpable as she looked at William, her eyes reflecting a mix of hurt and disbelief. She had hoped for so much more, believed in the possibility of something deeper between them. Yet, his suggestion shattered those hopes, revealing a side of him she hadn't expected so soon. The weight of her disappointment hung heavy in the air, overshadowing any remaining spark of excitement she had felt earlier. She had given him a chance to prove himself, to show who he r
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 136
William, wait," she pleaded again, her voice softer this time, tinged with regret.With a practiced mask of upset and anger, William turned to Emily, opening the passenger door of his car. "Get in," he instructed curtly, his tone firm. "I'll drop you home immediately."Emily stood there, her gaze fixed on him, her fingers fidgeting nervously. She could sense the tension thick in the air, the weight of her words hanging heavily between them."William," she called out softly, her voice trembling with sincerity. As he turned to look at her, his expression devoid of emotion, she took a deep breath."I'm really sorry," she began, her words earnest and heartfelt. "I shouldn't have jumped to any conclusions about you. I didn't stop to think. I misunderstood you." Her tone was innocent, every word dripping with genuine remorse.Emily walked up to William, her footsteps hesitant as she approached him. "William," she began, her voice filled with sincerity. "I... I shouldn't have said those th
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Emily shook her head, trying to dispel the dizziness and drowsiness that clouded her senses. As Emily's gaze fell upon the water bottle clutched in her hand, she felt a sudden blur cloud her vision, distorting the once clear image. A wave of suspicion rippled through her, sending shivers down her spine. She couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that something was terribly wrong with the water William had given her.Before taking the sip from the water bottle William had handed her, Emily had felt perfectly fine. However, now, with the unsettling dizziness and the haze clouding her thoughts, she couldn't help but suspect that there was something amiss with the water. The mere thought sent a shiver down her spine, her stomach twisting into knots with unease as she contemplated the possibility of foul play.With a trembling hand, she glanced at William, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and accusation. Holding her head to steady herself, she blinked away the tears that threatened
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 138
"HelpHelpHelp"As Emily struggled to summon her voice, a feeble whimper escaped her lips, barely audible against the roar of the engine. William's laughter filled the car, mocking her futile attempt for help."No one is going to save you from me tonight," he sneered, his tone dripping with malice. "But, I promised to be gentle," he murmured with a chilling edge to his voice, a twisted smirk curling his lips. The sinister promise lingered in the air, punctuated by a hollow laugh that sent shivers down Emily's spine.As the car continued to drive, Emily felt herself teetering on the edge of consciousness. The darkness closed in around her, enveloping her in its cold embrace. With a final, desperate gasp, she closed her eyes, succumbing to the darkness and the cruel fate that awaited her.After twenty more minutes of driving, William finally arrived at the hotel he had booked beforehand. His gaze swept across the hotel building, scanning its exterior for any signs of movement or sur
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Several messages from his buddies flooded his group chat, evoking a hearty chuckle from William."Never doubted you for a second...""She's stunning, wish I could trade places with you..."Quit reading our messages and get to work, buddy! Wink, wink."William felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him as he read through the comments. Being the center of attention gave him a rush of pride and satisfaction, fueling his confidence even further.With a smirk, William quickly typed out a response to his buddies' comments."I'm quite occupied at the moment, so I'd appreciate it if you didn't distract me further. Enjoy the show, and have a good night. I know I will..." *winks*He then set his phone down on the side table and turned his attention back to Emily, who remained completely unconscious.A wicked smirk tugged at the corners of William's lips as he gazed lustfully at Emily's unconscious form."I can't believe how easy this was," he muttered to himself, a sense of triumph coursing th
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IN THE HOTEL ROOM "I've already wasted too much time," he murmured, a sly smile playing at the corners of his lips as he glanced back at Emily's unconscious form. "Can't keep the lady waiting," he added with a nonchalant shrug.He positions his phone for the live stream and adjusts his mask securely. Drawing closer to the bed, he leaned over Emily, his touch feigning tenderness as he gently stroked her hair and caressed her cheek."Emily," he murmured, his voice laced with deceitful sweetness, "you truly are a vision of beauty. If only you had come willingly, we could have had so much more fun together..."Emily lay still, her eyes closed in unconsciousness. Her skin appeared rosy pink, and her legs, a pale rosy white, contrasted softly against the bedsheet. Completely unaware of her surroundings, she remained lost in a deep slumber.In a moment of silence, William found himself momentarily entranced by Emily's presence. His eyes roamed over her body, taking in every detail with an
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In her frantic rush towards the exit, Emily's heart raced with fear and urgency, but her momentum was abruptly halted by a firm grip around her wrist. Startled, she whirled around to find herself confronted by a man with a weathered face, a prominent scar running down one side.With tear-filled eyes, Emily looked at the man and pleaded, "Please, let me go." She glanced anxiously over her shoulder, searching for any sign of William's arrival. "He'll be here any moment, please..."But the man shook his head, his smirk widening as he replied, "Why? You Going somewhere?" he inquired with a smirk, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he held onto her wrist tighter.A wave of relief washed over William as he witnessed the janitor's timely intervention. He had generously compensated the man to ensure smooth execution of his plan, including thorough room cleaning the following day to erase any traces of evidence. Now, it appeared his foresight had proven fruitful, confirming the wisdom of
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Despite Emily's struggling and mumbled protests beneath his hand, the sincerity of William's emotions seemed to confuse those around them. The receptionist rushed out, realizing he needed to assist William to prevent Emily from escaping, knowing that his own involvement could spell trouble if she got away.Approaching William with a sense of urgency, the receptionist spoke softly, "Sir, you've been staying with us for a few days now, but the disturbance today with your wife is causing concern among our other guests," the receptionist began, his tone gentle but firm. "I've witnessed the love between you two, and it's truly touching." He cast a sympathetic glance at Emily before continuing, "However, for the sake of the hotel's peace and the comfort of our guests, I urge you to resolve any issues you have calmly in your room."Turning his attention back to William, the receptionist adopted a tone of fake concern. "I can see your wife is deeply upset," the receptionist remarked wit