Amelia White's face darkened at her brother's words.
"Brother, does that include me?"
She asked reluctantly.
"Amelia, this is a company, not a home."
Liam Williams said in a flat tone. He had a headache. Ever since Amelia joined the company, she rarely worked at her own post. Instead, she always liked to come to him, claiming she was learning. She even asked to be his personal assistant instead of staying in the Human Resources department.
How could Liam agree to that.
If it weren't for the old man asking her to gain experience in the company, hoping she would manage some of Pinnacle Corporation's domestic businesses in the future, Liam wouldn't have let her in at all.
When Amelia saw the impatient look on his face, she felt hurt. She thought that for two weeks, she had appeared in front of Liam every day with different makeup. Delicate looks could never earn his admiring glance. When would he ever see her beauty and stop treating her like a sister?
Amelia felt her patience was almost gone.
Christopher Martin automatically stepped back a few feet. He had thought Amelia was a proper young lady. But since she came to the company, he found she was unusually proactive toward the president, almost as if she was vying for his favor. She was clearly his sister, but she didn't act like one.
From the comparison between the president and the second young master of the Williams family, Amelia's treatment was far too obvious.
It was hard not to feel sorry for the president's wife. Meeting such a sister-in-law was truly a headache.
In the end, Amelia didn't enter Liam's office. Because Liam's phone rang and he needed to work, Amelia couldn't go in.
"I've placed a bug in the hidden corner of that car."
Alexander Wilson's voice came through the phone.
"I understand."
Liam's eyes were deep. He looked at a brand new key on his desk and played with it slowly. He remained silent.
Christopher thought the president's mood seemed off. When he didn't speak like this, only a depressing atmosphere remained.
At dinner, Emma Johnson received a gift from Liam.
A car key.
"The car is parked downstairs. Tomorrow you can drive to work yourself."
Liam handed the key to Emma in a gentle voice.
"Why did you give me a car?"
Emma looked at the car key in her hand, unable to react for a moment. Although she had received jewelry from Liam, this was the first time she had received such a heavy gift as a car.
"It's not that you don't like me driving you to work. How can the woman of Liam Williams take a taxi?"
Liam gave the reason simply. Emma wanted to refuse like last time, but found she had no position.
In any case, they had gone from a formal marriage to a real one.
"But it's too expensive for me to accept."
Emma wanted to return the car key to Liam. As a result, the man looked at her with a pair of quiet eyes. He didn't say anything, but it made Emma feel that she couldn't give this key back.
So, she once again accepted Liam's gift.
Emma comforted herself that it was hard to stop taxis every day. It was even harder to squeeze onto the subway. During rush hours, traffic jams were terrible. Driving her own car was the most comfortable.
But for Liam, a car was just like a meal. He didn't take it seriously at all. She was also Liam's wife. If news reported that the wife of President Liam Williams had to take a taxi to work every day, it would affect his image.
People might think he was abusing his wife.
"By the way, I'll rest tomorrow. I want to take Emilia Clark to report to your company. Can you arrange it?"
After dinner, Emma asked Liam while cleaning up the dishes.
"Just bring her straight over tomorrow."
Liam's words were confirmed. Then, there was no more conversation between them.
Emma thought that although Liam still cared about her recently, he didn't talk as much as before. It was very precious.
This made her a little uncomfortable. But she thought maybe he had a lot of things in the company and was very busy every day. When he got home, he didn't want to talk much, so she could understand.
Or as usual, Emma lay in bed early to sleep. But Liam went to the study to do something.
In the middle of the night, Emma was awakened by a nightmare. She dreamed about Sunset Peak again. She didn't know why, but that crazy woman always appeared clearly in her mind, entering her dreams. Maybe the situation at that time was too dangerous, and she had never felt such a serious sense of despair, so it would take some time to digest it thoroughly.
Emma's back was cold with sweat from the nightmare. She decided to take a simple shower in the bathroom and then come back to sleep.
When she passed the study, she saw white light coming from the crack of the study door. She put her hand on the door handle. She hesitated several times, finally taking her hand down. Since Liam didn't allow her to enter the study, she'd better not take the initiative to make him unhappy.
Rarely now did the two of them have a respectful and harmonious state. Emma was quite satisfied.
When Liam came out of his study, the sound of water in the bathroom was very clear in the quiet night. He didn't know why, but his steps uncontrollably led him to the bathroom. He saw the bathroom door wasn't closed, so he naturally pushed it open.
Then he saw Emma's impeccable figure, with her long hair falling on her white back. Under the steaming heat, her face was pink and tender, her lips full and plump.
When Emma felt someone in the bathroom, Liam had already stepped into the bath.
He was also wearing a pair of casual pants and a white shirt. His whole person had an indescribable beauty. When he silently stretched out his slender fingers, like playing a piano to seduce Emma's body, Emma found that she even lost the will to resist.
Maybe sometimes it was like this. When things happened for the first time, the second time and the third time, it almost became an inertia. She became used to it.
Emma and Liam might not love each other, but they were still able to accept each other and attract each other. With the most direct, the most original frank state, they lingered and fused.
Maybe the lesson of the last time was too profound. So when Emma, who had been made love to twice in the bathtub, was pulled out by Liam, he didn't take her back to the bedroom like last time. Instead, he used a bath towel to dry her carefully, then carried her in a princess embrace back to the bedroom.