Chapter 98

"Michael?"

"Emily, Vice President Johnson just came to the Business Department looking for you. He seemed furious." Michael Thompson's voice was laced with concern. "Did you upset him?"

William came to the department for her?

Emily Smith froze for a second before quickly explaining, "No, we didn't argue."

"Really?" Michael's tone grew serious. "When he heard you weren't here, his expression turned even darker. I told him you took the day off for your graduation ceremony. Maybe you should reach out and clarify?"

"Alright, thanks, Michael."

After hanging up, Emily hesitated for a moment before opening her WeChat chat with William.

I'm off today. Did you need something?

She reread the message several times, ensuring the tone was neutral before hitting send.

Vice President's Office, BestTech Group

William Johnson was forcing himself to focus on paperwork, his anger simmering beneath the surface. His phone buzzed.

Seeing Emily's name, the tension in his brow eased slightly—until he read the message.

Off today. Did you need something?

That was her attitude toward him? A transactional relationship? No meetings on weekdays?

Thud. His phone slammed onto the desk. He leaned back, eyes shut, veins pulsing at his temples.

Emily Smith.

Fine.

He abruptly stood, grabbed his suit jacket, and strode out.

Foreign Language College

Emily stepped out of the department office and checked the time before heading toward the auditorium. The graduation ceremony was about to start, and students were already gathering.

As she descended the stairs, a figure suddenly lunged from the bushes.

"Ah!"

Emily staggered back, her ankle twisting as she fell hard. She looked up—Emma Clark, her face twisted with rage, was charging at her.

"You bitch! How dare you block me! You seduced William and ruined my family! I'll kill you!"

Emily curled into a protective ball as onlookers quickly formed a circle around them.

Nearby, a black Rolls-Royce rolled to a stop. From the backseat, William's sharp gaze locked onto the scene—Emily being attacked by the deranged Emma.

"Stop the car!"

Before the vehicle fully halted, he shoved the door open. But just as he moved to intervene, another familiar figure stepped in first—Daniel Chen, shielding Emily.

William stilled, his expression icy as he watched from a distance.