William Li Book Novels & Stories

"Enough! I was in the wrong. Even up until this moment, I was wrong." "Of course! You think I don't know, you're just a bitch who gave your body for power and wealth to old men like Compassion and Uncle Alberto." Lili was dumbfounded, hearing William's harsh words. "You, you know everything." William smirked. "Of course. Before facing the enemy, we have to know his weakness. You've gone this far, it's time for vengeance," William whispered fearfully in Lili's ear.

Hearing the woman's words, the man surnamed Li was furious in an instant. He comforted the woman and kissed her on the face. Then he walked up to William and asked, "Do you want to steal the woman from me?" William glanced at the man, opened his thin lips, and said lightly, "Get lost." "..." Childe Li was stunned for a moment. "What did you say just now?" He seemed to have heard this man ask him to get lost?

Paoli opened the book with one hand and pointed out the section. "Here," he said. William leaned forward and read the yellowed pages of a book that looked old enough to have been scripted in the dark ages. Smelled it, too. He stared at the page for several minutes and felt the cold hand of dread grip him. "This can't be right," he said. Paoli nodded slightly. "I knew what was happening as soon as I read it. She's your mate, William." "No," William said flatly. Stubbornly.

William knew everything. Even the leakage of financial data was planned by William's previous plans, his actual financial data was safe with him, whereas the data that was stolen was manipulated by him. William is not just anyone, a foolish man should know that. A rotten rat like Lucas should never have interfered with his life.

William nodded as he collected the paper from his brother and said, "I already have everything in my carriage and waiting for you." As William spoke, Emily could not help but notice the little book on the hand that he had used to collect the paper from Edward. It looked very, very familiar. "All the documents too have been collected and put into the carriage and are ready to be gone with me," William said. Emily wasn't concentrated that much on what William was saying but she was very sure that it had to be the documents that he had broken into her husband's room to collect. While William was speaking, he waved the book in his hands to emphasize on what he was talking about. When he raised h

Instead, they were getting a dramatic, personal story of redemption and loyalty. “When I look at Mimi,” William concluded, his voice catching slightly, a deliberate, powerful performance of emotion, “I do not see a shadow of scandal. I see a woman who fought corruption and injustice with nothing but her integrity. That courage, that resilience, is why I asked her to be my wife. And anyone who continues to propagate this lie is not attacking her, they are attacking me, and the integrity of the Williams Group.” Just as William finished, a voice cut sharply through the crowd.

"Mr. Howard, the guards here have been settled, right? Is there anything else you want me to do?" "Yes, tell Valeria my identity." William tilted his head and looked at her. "Now, I'll let Marcus tell you my true identity personally." Marcus smiled on the other end of the phone and said, "Miss Brown, Sir William is the president of the Wolf Group. I'm his assistant." "Come on! You're trying to fool me again!" Valeria grabbed the phone from his hand and hung up. She stretched out her hands and held William's face. "Stop messing around with me. William, let's be serious. Don't joke around anymore, okay?"

I asked, stepping beside him. He didn’t look at me. “What do you mean?” “You know what I mean,” I said, crossing my arms. “The way you snapped at Leon.” William sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t trust him, Margarette. And honestly, I don’t like how close you’ve gotten.” I blinked, caught off guard by his honesty. “He’s helping us. He’s been nothing but loyal.” “To you, maybe,” William said, finally meeting my gaze. “But I’ve seen men like him before. He’s not just in this for the mission. He’s in this for you.”

But, being in the minority, he could only grudgingly accept the situation. The only solution he could think of was to lock himself in his study as soon as he returned from the editorial office. That way, William could avoid the gang that hung around his main living room from morning to night. And, above all, he could prevent a confident mocking smile. When he found himself before Wĕi Qí again, after all those years, shock and alcohol on an empty stomach had not helped him maintain his characteristic composure. William had raged at Claire and her sister, completely ignoring the buxom Oriental beauty he'd just been introduced to. As if the two of them needed any introduction. They knew each ot

“William. He makes a deal for something to achieve something else. Did he get what he wanted? What was the rest of the bargain?” “He wanted control and power. He wanted the Inn. Olivia, too. He didn’t get Olivia or the Inn. But we know he was a pillar of the community and therefore powerful. So, something kills once a generation. Leaving the innkeepers, the fiancé, what was his name again?” “Liam,” “Leaving the innkeepers, Liam and William as ghosts. Geez, the spirit realm here must get crowded. What did William make the deal with? What exactly was the deal?”