Chapter 166
Emily turned her face away, her gaze icy as she looked at William. "You're getting married. Why won't you let me go?"
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy about my marriage?" The darkness in William's eyes lightened slightly.
Emily let out a bitter laugh. "Whether I'm happy or not has nothing to do with you, Vice President Johnson. You get married, I date who I want. We're long over. Stop using your position to pressure me. You know I have no choice but to beg you."
William raised a brow. "Then beg."
Emily stared at him, disgusted by his shamelessness.
"Fine. I'm begging you." She took a deep breath. "Let me go. Pretend you don't know me. Treat me like roadside weeds you ignore. Is that okay?"
William suddenly smiled. "Do you really like Daniel Chen that much?"
"Yes, I like him." Emily didn't hesitate. "He's my boyfriend. Why wouldn't I?"
"Break up with him." His voice was cold, leaving no room for argument.
Emily frowned. "What?"
"Break up with Daniel Chen. Call him right now." William's eyes darkened as he spoke each word with command.
Emily couldn't believe her ears.
This was absurd!
"William, who I date is none of your business!" She laughed in frustration.
"Will you do it or not?" His grip on her chin tightened painfully.
Emily winced but met his gaze defiantly.
"I won't break up with him. Not even if you kill me." She fired back, enunciating every word.
"Emily!" William narrowed his eyes, his other hand gripping the back of her head as he pulled her close and crushed his lips against hers.
"Mmph—"
Emily struggled desperately.
The car entered the underground garage of Jinzhou Bay No. 1 and came to a smooth stop. The commotion in the backseat was too obvious—Sam tactfully stepped out of the vehicle.
Nearby, Amanda's car pulled up and parked beside them.
She got out and glanced at Sam before shifting her gaze to the backseat. Despite the soundproofing, faint noises could still be heard in the silent garage.
Amanda walked toward the car.
"Miss Lin." Sam blocked her path.
"Is William not in the car?" Amanda asked with a polite smile, her expression unreadable.
As an illegitimate daughter brought back to the Lin family, she'd known since childhood that she was merely a tool for alliances. If she couldn't marry Alexander, William was the next best option. What her future husband did outside marriage meant nothing to her.
"The boss had some business. He asked me to return first," Sam replied, lowering his head.
"Is that so?" Amanda's gaze lingered meaningfully on the still-shaking backseat.
"Miss Lin, you should go upstairs and rest." Sam gestured politely.
Amanda arched a brow. She had no intention of humiliating herself.
"Fine."
In the end, she turned and left.