Chapter 744 What Are You Planning Against Daphne?

William couldn't figure out who it was, so he decided to use a softer approach. "Stop teasing and just tell me." Emelie wasn't swayed by his attempt to charm her. She smirked slightly before turning to go downstairs. "Take care of yourself, Mr. Middleton. I'm leaving," she said. William watched her until she walked out the door. He frowned deeply, still unable to piece it together. Patrice came up the stairs, carrying the get-well-soon gifts Emelie had brought. She complained, saying, "You can tell that these were just grabbed from a random convenience store. A box of truffles for 15 dollars? It's probably just normal mushrooms!" William found it amusing too. Typical of Ms. Pierce, the queen of superficial gestures. Patrice handed the gift to a maid. "William, you're just going to let her leave like that?" William turned to go back into his room. "What else should I do? Should I have asked her to stay for dinner?" "You two are stuck in this weird limbo. You just need a litt