He sure knows how to play the game now, picking the one situation where she has no way to bail.
With Emma here, there’s no way Elsie can just up and leave.
William set the magazine aside and walked over, greeting Emma casually, while his eyes naturally drifted to Elsie’s face.
Elsie’s delicate brows pinched slightly. Since she couldn’t dodge him, she figured she’d just pretend he wasn’t there.
William stared at her for a few seconds before putting on a mock-concerned look. “What’s with the sour face? Not vibing with one of the SAs? I can kick them out for you.”
The store assistants all turned to her with wide, confused eyes like deer in headlights.
Elsie: “…”
She quickly adjusted her expression and reassured the nervous staff, “No, no, I’m just trying to decide on a
