Chapter 58
The night was dark as Emily Smith walked back along the mountain path. Suddenly, she heard someone urgently calling her name.
That voice was all too familiar—William Johnson.
Her heart clenched, and she quickened her pace into a run.
Just as she reached the villa entrance, she collided with a solid chest.
"Where were you?" William grabbed her shoulders, his voice laced with unmistakable anger.
Emily tilted her face up, her eyes glimmering under the moonlight. "I just wanted to see Jinzhou's night view."
She turned and pointed downhill. "Look, isn't it beautiful?"
William studied her for a few seconds before abruptly pulling her into his arms. He roughly ruffled her hair. "This little view enchanted you?"
"Is there something even more beautiful?" Emily blinked.
William smirked. "Want to see?"
"Yes!" She nodded eagerly.
"Then you'll have to cheer me up first." He narrowed his eyes, the city lights reflecting in their depths.
Not far away, Vivian Lu clenched her fists so tightly her nails dug into her palms.
She glared hatefully at the embracing couple but didn't dare approach.
Ethan Zheng was right. What she feared most wasn't Olivia Davis—it was William Johnson.
...
At six on Monday morning, the alarm had barely sounded when Emily found herself pinned under a heavy weight.
William reached out to turn it off, then settled his entire body atop hers to continue sleeping.
"William..." She pushed at him. "I can't breathe."
The moment she spoke, he flipped them over, bringing her on top of him.
Emily tried to rise, but his iron-like arms locked around her.
"Don't move." His voice was hoarse. "Sleep a bit longer."
Feeling the change beneath her, Emily froze.
"I want to visit Xiao Yi at the hospital..." she whispered.
William kept his eyes closed. "You started this fire. Aren't you going to put it out?"
"Then...can we make it quick?" She bit her lip.
His eyes snapped open. "How quick?"
"Ten minutes?"
William: "......"
...
Ten minutes later, Emily rushed through her morning routine and left without breakfast.
At the hospital, all of her sister's vitals were stable. The EEG showed significantly increased brain activity.
This good news kept Emily in high spirits all morning.
Near noon, Robert Miller texted to invite her to lunch.
Remembering her father's situation, she agreed.
At the Japanese restaurant, Robert ordered the most expensive items.
Emily got straight to the point, asking about BestTech Group's economic case from seven years ago.
Robert dodged the question, revealing nothing important.
When the bill came, it showed sixteen thousand.
Emily had just pulled out her card when a familiar voice spoke from behind—