Chapter 171

The number stabbed into Emily Smith's heart like a sharp blade.

Half a million.

The exact same amount William Johnson had given her before.

How did Mrs. Chen know about this?

Her fingers clenched, nails digging into her palms, but she felt no pain.

William's icy voice suddenly echoed in her ears—

"You're just a tool for my pleasure."

Her heart contracted violently. A chill crawled up from her feet, making her tremble uncontrollably.

The world spun around her. She slowly crouched down, hugging her knees, curling into a tight ball.

Tears fell silently onto the ground.

Not far away, Alexander Johnson ended his call and glanced at the trembling figure in the corner.

He narrowed his eyes and sauntered toward her.

"Need help?" he asked with feigned courtesy.

Emily jerked her head up, meeting a pair of lust-filled eyes.

Alexander!

Her pupils shrank. She scrambled to her feet to escape, but he yanked her wrist.

"Running away?" He pulled hard, sending her stumbling into his arms.

Pinning her against the railing, he traced her cheek with his fingers. "Crying so pitifully. Who hurt you? Tell me, and I'll make them pay."

Emily leaned back desperately, voice shaking. "Mr. Johnson, my friend is waiting for me..."

"Friend?" Alexander chuckled, thumb stroking her chin. "Let them wait."

He leaned closer, breath hot against her ear. "Kiss me, and I'll let you go."

Emily pressed her hands against his chest, shaking her head. "No..."

"Scared?" He gripped her chin. "I won't bite."

His face inched closer. Emily shut her eyes in despair.

Suddenly—

Thud!

Alexander was yanked away and slammed onto the floor.

Emily opened her eyes to a familiar face.

William stood before her, fury blazing in his eyes.