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
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
As Caleb began walking fast towards the hotel, Miss Roberts hurriedly called out to him, her voice filled with urgency, "Mr. King, wait! Stop!"He halted and turned around, his expression impatient. "What is it?" he asked curtly, clearly feeling agitated at the interruption.Miss Roberts hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Where are you going? I thought we were..." Her sentence trailed off as Caleb interrupted her, his tone sharp, "I don't have time to deal with this right now! Go and find help," Caleb snapped, his tone brusque and impatient."Find help? Are you out of your mind?" Miss Roberts retorted, her voice tinged with frustration. "Have you forgotten how those two treated us earlier? If you go barging in right now, they'll definitely think you're being nosy. Let the couple be. Why are you asking for trouble?" She shouted annoyingly.Caleb stood there, stunned by Miss Roberts' words. She was right in a way; he had been treated horribly, especially the hurtful words
"We have to get out of here, now!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with fear.Caleb's breaths came in ragged gasps as he looked at Emily, confusion etched on his face. "What do you mean, let's get out of here? I haven't finished with William. I'm not just going to let him walk free after what he was about to do to you," he exclaimed, his voice tinged with determination.Caleb's fists clenched with pent-up rage as he turned back towards William, and grabbed his collar, ready to deliver another blow, but Emily's gentle touch on his arm stopped him. "Come on, Caleb, we need to leave," Emily urged, her tone tinged with desperation as she cast a nervous glance at the approaching men. Her eyes pleaded with him to depart, silently begging him to heed her plea."Please....."Reluctantly, Caleb released William's collar, his gaze lingering on the groaning figure on the floor. "What's wrong with you?" he demanded, his voice thick with frustration. "Don't you want to make him pay for ever
Emily's mind raced with confusion as she grappled with her conflicting thoughts. How could Caleb be King? The King she knew had showered her with expensive gifts in the broadcasting room, displaying wealth beyond measure. Caleb, on the other hand, lived in a modest apartment across from hers and often struggled to make ends meet. As Emily stood there, her gaze fixed on Caleb observing the brutal scene unfolding before them, a thought crept into her mind like a whisper in the wind. "Could it be...?" Emily murmured softly, her voice barely audible over the chaos of the situation unfolding before her. Her mind raced with conflicting thoughts and emotions."Was it Caleb who helped me with Mr. Chan, not William?" she whispered, her voice tinged with uncertainty and disbelief. Her gaze flickered towards Caleb, who stood tall and composed, his expression unreadable amidst the turmoil surrounding them. In that moment, a seed of doubt planted itself in her mind, challenging everything she
It was almost too easy. The lack of security measures made it a simple task for someone like me."He paused, his eyes flickering with a mixture of remorse and self-satisfaction. "So once I gained access, I simply changed the password and reached out to you. I didn't anticipate you would respond so eagerly to King's messages."Emily stood frozen in disbelief, her mind racing as she tried to process the shocking revelation. Everything Caleb had warned her about, everything he had told her, suddenly rang true. William was not King. The truth hit her like a ton of bricks, shattering the illusion she had clung to for so long. She never expected things to turn out this way, and yet here she was, confronted with the harsh reality of William's deceit.Emily took another hesitant step towards William, her voice trembling as she confronted him with the painful truth."You pretended to be King just so you could get close to me...so you could sleep with me?" she asked, her words filled with hu
"Caleb, I need to know," Emily's tone was firm, her gaze piercing as she addressed him directly. "Did you seek out Mr. Cole's involvement in the matter with Mr. Chan? Did Mr. Cole pressure Mr. Chan into avoiding me?" Her accusatory finger pointed towards Mr. Chan, her suspicion evident in her demeanor."Was it your doing? Did you enlist Mr. Cole's assistance to resolve the entire situation?" Her voice dripped with suspicion as she awaited his response.Uncertainty clouded Caleb's expression as he glanced at Emily, torn between revealing the truth or maintaining his silence. He deliberated his choices meticulously, each option weighed with careful consideration.Emily's gaze remained fixated on Caleb, unwavering as she awaited his response to her question, the weight of the silence pressing down on them like a suffocating blanket.Seeing his continued silence, she closed the distance between them with measured steps, her pulse quickening with each movement, uncertainty gnawing at her
"You're not King and you don't know who King is, then how come you were so sure that William was not King but a fake?" she demanded, her voice cutting through the tension in the room."None of what you said adds up, Caleb. Explain it to me, because right now, nothing you're saying makes any sense."Caleb found himself completely stumped, his mind racing for an explanation that seemed to elude him. He licked his suddenly dry lips, feeling the weight of Emily's gaze bearing down on him."Well, Caleb," she prompted, her tone expectant, "Start explaining."Caleb scratched the back of his head nervously, his mind racing to formulate a response. Emily observed him intently, her eyes fixed on him, waiting for his reply, her patience wearing thin with each passing moment.A sudden idea illuminated Caleb's face, and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Actually, Emily, there's something I've been meaning to tell you for a while now," he began, his voice tinged with excitement.Emily