Chapter 46 Ms. Smith, Even Throwing Yourself into Someone's Arms Should Consider the Impact
"No way."
Who in their right mind would dare mess with William? If that really was William's woman, who would dare lay a hand on her?
No, no, no, he didn't believe it.
William's cold gaze swept over Brian.
In the blink of an eye, Brian had already started his live stream, complete with commentary.
"Exposing the notorious Emerald Oasis Hotel's scandals. Yesterday, famous actress Thalia had a flowerpot thrown at her outside the hotel. Today, the hotel has locked guests on the rooftop."
"Come on, everyone, take a look at this lock! It's clearly been locked from the outside. And the worst part? There's a signal jammer in the corner. They're trying to make sure no one can call for help."
"Or is it that the hotel deliberately let the culprit get away?"
"If the hotel locked the door to prevent a repeat of yesterday's incident, then what's with the signal jammer?"
"Feel free to speculate, folks."
William glanced at the manager who was forced to follow him. "Open the door."
"I don't have the key."
"Are you sure?" William's face was grim.
His intense gaze was enough to bury the man on the spot.
"Mr. Brown, please don't make things difficult for me. I'm just an employee."
William hated that excuse. He scoffed and grabbed the manager by the collar. "The law doesn't care if you're just an employee. If something happens to the people on the rooftop, do you think you can get away with it?"
The staircase wound down in a square spiral. William dragged the manager to the edge of the railing and pushed him dangerously close to the edge. One slip and the man could fall.
"Mr. Brown, please spare me."
The manager was drenched in cold sweat.
"Go to Emerald City and ask about my reputation..."
William let go, and the manager nearly toppled over the railing, saved only by William grabbing him at the last second.
With nothing but a sheer drop below, the manager clung to William's arm, trembling. "I'll talk, I'll talk! Someone told us to do this."
"Who?"
...
"Damn it, there's no signal."
Thalia sat on the threshold, fiddling with her phone. Evelyn peeked over curiously.
"What kind of game is that?"
"There's no internet. What else can we do?"
"Isn't it a shame that you're stuck here with me and not William?" Evelyn teased.
Thalia glanced at Evelyn and nodded seriously. "A bit. If William were here, I could even make a baby with him."
Evelyn: ... "As a woman, can't you have some dignity?"
"What's dignity worth? It's not like it's valuable."
Thalia snorted. "I'm already so pitiful, can't I at least have some beautiful expectations for life?"
"Pitiful?" Evelyn asked.
"Of course. When my dad was alive, I was the princess of the world. Now that he's dying, I've become the world's enemy. If you know any good men, introduce me. Preferably someone in their seventies or eighties, so I can inherit their fortune."
"Most people want to be stepmoms, you want to be a... step-grandma? Thalia, do you even respect yourself?"
Thalia shook her head nonchalantly. Being locked up here didn't seem to bother her at all. "Old men are great. Old men are wonderful. Old men have money."
"What about William?"
"He's a dog."
The iron door behind them slammed against the wall, startling both women.
Thalia turned around, ready to curse...
William...
What was with William's expression?
Why did he look like he wanted to kill her?
Evelyn: ...Poor Thalia.
"Not leaving? Planning to sit here and watch the moon?"
Of course, they had to leave. If it weren't for the idiot locking the door, she would have left long ago. Thalia put her phone away and stood up, her legs wobbly from sitting too long. She stumbled into William's arms.
William: ...
Thalia: ...
"We didn't see anything," Brian shouted tactfully, leading a group of interns downstairs.
"Ms. Smith, even if you're throwing yourself at someone, be mindful of the impression you make."
Thalia cursed internally. "My legs are weak from sitting."
"Mr. Brown, give me a hand?"
William didn't just refuse; he pushed her away. "Dogs don't have hands."
Thalia: ...
With that, William stormed downstairs, his face dark.
"Thalia, you're heartless. Mr. Brown came all this way to save you, and you call him a dog?" Evelyn scolded Thalia as she helped her down the stairs.
Thalia: ... Is the universe out to get her?
How could she be so unlucky to be caught badmouthing someone?
"What happened?"
"My legs are numb," Thalia said, sitting on the steps and looking at the lock. The iron chain dangled precariously, with a signal jammer beside it.
Clearly premeditated.
If she found out who did this, she would skin them alive.
She wanted to see who dared to mess with Thalia.
"Thalia?" Evelyn shivered at the murderous glint in Thalia's eyes.
Thalia sighed. First things first, deal with the men in her life.
"William..."
"Mr. Brown..."
"Mr. Brown..."
"Mr. Brown..."
"Mr. Brown..."
"Mr. Brown, your girlfriend is calling you!"
William: ...
Everyone: ... "Mr. Brown is quite something, isn't he?"
"So cute!"
"Mr. Brown must be completely under her thumb."
Brian: ... What did Mr. Brown do in his past life to deserve being tormented by Thalia in this one?
"Thalia, shut up. It's daytime, stop howling like a ghost."
Thalia clung to the stair railing, looking down at William. "I can't walk. Carry me."
Evelyn: ... What a mess!
"Walk down yourself." William gritted his teeth.
"Carry me."
"Walk yourself."
"No one loves me..."
William couldn't take it anymore. He clenched his teeth and, with bloodshot eyes, stormed up the stairs, scooped Thalia up, and carried her.
"William, what are you doing? It's a sheer drop below. If I fall, I'll die."
William actually placed her on the other side of the railing...