Chapter 221
Olivia Davis had always been spoiled rotten.
Her family doted on her endlessly, molding her into someone who feared nothing.
But when it came to cunning schemes, she was sorely lacking.
This time, someone must have guided her to release Alexander Johnson and Amanda Lin's scandalous video to all media outlets simultaneously.
The tactic of "safety in numbers" was brilliantly executed.
No matter how powerful the Johnson family was, they couldn't possibly take on every media outlet at once.
And the only ones who could have given her this idea were the Davises.
After all, during the last incident at the Johnson residence, Sophia Song had taken Amanda Lin's side, humiliating Olivia in public.
This was the Davis family's way of avenging her.
"Hehe—" Olivia lifted her chin smugly at William Johnson's words. "Of course. My parents and brother adore me the most."
William's lips curved slightly. "I have work to attend to."
He withdrew his arm and turned to leave.
"Wait for me!" Olivia hurried after him.
William sidestepped her. "Don't interfere with my work."
Olivia stopped in her tracks, sulking.
This time, she would keep a close eye on William—no other woman would get the chance to steal him away.
......
Emily Smith returned to the restaurant to find the bill had already been settled.
After a brief hesitation, she sent William a WeChat message: [Thank you.]
No reply came.
The private room remained lively.
The two bottles of premium liquor sat untouched.
Back at the office, Emily handed the bottles to Michael Thompson. "Save them for the next gathering."
Michael took them, his knuckles whitening slightly. "We'll open them when you return."
"Okay," she agreed with a smile.
He lowered his head to hide his emotions. "There's a meeting soon. I won't see you off."
He feared he might not be able to stop himself from asking her to stay.
"Mm." Emily nodded firmly. "Thank you, boss."
Michael patted her shoulder before turning to gather everyone for the meeting.
The farewell hug made Emily's eyes sting.
When the conference room door closed, the tears finally spilled over.
For over half a year, her colleagues had treated her like family.
If not for William...
She took a deep breath, quickly packed her belongings, and left carefully prepared gifts on each of their desks.
As she stepped out of BestTech Tower, she paused to look back.
This towering "Sky City" held too many memories.
The subway station swarmed with people.
Clutching her cardboard box, Emily merged into the crowd.
On the 67th floor, William stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, watching her figure grow smaller in the distance.
His chest felt hollow.
Was he really willing to just let her walk away?