"Liam, I don't feel well. Let me go."
"It's alright. I'll make you feel better."
Liam coaxed her, trying to please her, leading her toward a blissful paradise.
When a touch of gray blended the boundary between day and night, Dr. Moore looked at the woman lying in bed with a headache. He couldn't help but complain inwardly about the young master's recklessness, letting his grandmother catch a fever.
The last time she had a fever, she had spent over a week in bed. Dr. Moore knew her body had almost no antibodies against the cold virus, so recovery was painfully slow, especially during autumn and winter—the peak season for colds.
But now, it was even worse. Only a month had passed, and she was sick again.
However, as the private physician of the Williams family, Dr. Moore's greatest responsibility was to take good care of the family members. If he dared to advise the young master, he feared the young master could make him surrender with just a look.
"This time, I caught it earlier than last time, so treatment started sooner. She should wake up after a night's sleep. The fever won't last as long as before."
When the last IV bag finished, Dr. Moore said to Liam.
Liam nodded in understanding.
He walked to Emma's bedside and looked at the woman lying there, her cheeks flushed and her brows furrowed. Regret filled his heart.
At that moment, he hadn't thought Emma was truly unwell. He had assumed it was her usual refusal. He had been so confused that he had lost even basic judgment.
His long, well-defined fingers gently covered half of Emma's cheek. The slightly hot touch warmed his cold palm.
"Emma, why would you rather trust Elijah than me?"
He spoke in a low voice, and in the deepening night, he gazed at her face and murmured.
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"Useless! Can't even handle this simple task. What's the point of spending money on you?"
When Ryan arrived outside a private room at the Sapphire Nightclub at the appointed time, he heard a fierce roar before he even opened the door. The next moment, an extremely pitiful voice sounded, and soon the door was pushed open. Ryan saw two people hanging their heads as they dragged out a nearly unconscious man.
The faint smell of blood in the air made him frown, and he subconsciously pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Assistant Ryan, you're here."
William was in a bad mood because of the resistance to his new real estate development and the closure of an entertainment company. All of this was due to Liam's interference, which made him gnash his teeth in hatred.
"Mr. William, you seem to be in a bad mood."
"If it were you, how could you be in a good mood?"
William replied unhappily. Ryan didn't take it personally. He just smiled lightly and offered a few words of advice. William snorted coldly before asking Ryan to sit down.
"So, what brings you to me?"
"Of course, the clothing brand we're cooperating on is already in operation, and you need to go through many details one by one."
Ryan finished speaking and handed the documents to William. William only glanced at them hastily and nodded.
"Do whatever you want. Setting up a clothing brand is fine. But there's no way to replace Milan Fashion House."
"Not necessarily."
Ryan said with a smile.
"What do you mean by that?"
Since the last person he sent out was discovered by Liam's men, William didn't dare to act rashly. But now, hearing Ryan's words, it seemed there was still some action to be taken?
"Mr. William, ten days from now will be the launch day of the clothing brand. It will require you to host the meeting. As for Pinnacle Corporation, just leave it to us."
Ryan's words were deliberately vague. Because the last time William's subordinates didn't perform well, his boss Elijah had questioned William's ability. Although they still chose to cooperate, some things were better left without William's interference. In particular, Liam had always been on guard against William's methods. On the contrary, it was better to let William handle things more easily and smoothly, both in public and in secret.
William was recently worried about the real estate project and wasn't very interested in the clothing brand. After listening to Ryan's words, he didn't ask further.
"In addition, regarding your current real estate project, this is our boss's solution for you. If you think it's feasible, you can adopt it."
When all the talks were about to come to an end, Ryan slowly took out another document and handed it to William.
William looked at the data in his hand in surprise, his doubt almost turning into certainty.
"How can you have the leverage on these important government officials?"
"I hope it will be helpful to you, Mr. William."
"Helpful? It's very helpful."
William's mood turned sunny. He ordered someone to open a bottle of Lafite and drink with Ryan.
Liam Williams, even if you almost cover the sky in this city, people are willing to sell their souls when faced with their own interests. So this time, you won't be able to break me.
William thought triumphantly.
Emma had been lying at home for several days, and Liam had been very attentive to her these days. But every time she faced Liam, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, even though Liam had clarified his relationship with Kennedy.
Since her relationship with Liam, some things had changed unconsciously. Whether she refused or not, it was an indisputable fact.
Sophia and James came to visit their daughter. Looking at their daughter lying in bed, Sophia felt very distressed.
"You're most likely to catch a cold in this season. This time, you can't go to work at the company. Just lie down at home, you know?"
"Mom, even if I wanted to go, I'd have to be able to get up."
Emma's voice was soft and waxy, and she acted spoiled with her mother.
"Well, it seems you need to take good care of your body. Otherwise, how can we have children in the future?"
Sophia's sudden words made Emma freeze for a long time, her mind falling into a brief blank.
She suddenly remembered that when she had been intimate with Liam before, she hadn't seemed to take any precautions. If she were pregnant, what could she do?
Until her parents left, Emma was still lost in her own thoughts, unable to recover for a long time.
"What's wrong? What's the matter?"