Chapter 1279

• Madam Emili’s breath caught in her throat, and she instinctively glanced at Mr. Hadid. Her gaze met his, and he gave her a warm, almost comforting smile. Yet, his eyes held an unsettling glint, sharp and calculating.
• He spoke softly, but the words cut through the air with chilling precision, like the hiss of a venomous snake. “Madam Emili, are you really going to turn me down? What is it that you’re afraid of?”
• His question landed like a blow, and Madam Emili’s heart skipped a beat. She felt exposed, her every nerve on edge.