Chapter 55

Several pairs of burning eyes locked onto Emily, making her feel as if their gazes could pierce right through her chest.

"Busty soft girl?" Someone whistled.

Emily's ears turned red instantly. She lowered her head uncomfortably, fingers twisting the hem of her dress. Her bra had been feeling tight lately—her weight hadn't changed, yet that area seemed to have grown.

"Damn, Will, you've got sharp eyes!" George Taylor stared openly, unable to look away.

William Johnson pulled her into his arms, his fingers giving a warning pinch at her waist. "Use her name."

Emily forced a composed smile. "Hello, everyone. I'm Emily Smith."

"Oh, same last name as Will—" George deliberately drew out his words, smirking suggestively. "Could it be...?"

"Shut it." William grabbed a throw pillow and hurled it at him. "Same last name means we can't contribute to humanity's future?"

George raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, fine! Nice to meet you, Emily."

Just as Emily reached out to shake his hand, William caught her wrist. He arched a brow, scanning the room. "Mine. Don't touch."

"Can this little girl handle your temper?" Ethan Zheng teased around his cigarette. "Tell me, how does Will bully you?"

Emily's earlobes burned crimson. "William... treats me well."

"Ohhh—" The group erupted in exaggerated cheers.

Suddenly, a female voice cut in. "Second Young Master, does Olivia know you have a new girlfriend?"

The air froze.

Emily turned toward the voice, her pupils shrinking—it was the woman who had kissed William in the car that day. Clutching her skirt, she murmured, "I'm not his girlfriend."

"Vivian Lu." William's voice turned icy. "My affairs are none of Olivia Davis' concern."

Ethan yanked his girlfriend back. "If you can't speak properly, get out."

Vivian paled. As a mere branch of the Lu family, she wasn't even fit to carry Olivia's shoes. Under the men's cold stares, her voice instantly softened. "I... I was just worried about Olivia..."

"Cut the fake sisterly act." Ethan sneered. "When has Olivia ever glanced your way?"

Emily suddenly remembered the kiss outside the hospital. So this woman was just a clown. She gave Vivian a faint smile, her eyes glinting with frost.

William gripped the back of her neck, pressing her into the couch. His tone was dangerous. "Say that again. You're not my girlfriend?"

Emily looked up at him, lashes fluttering. "Am... I?"