James Carter looked slightly surprised upon seeing William King entering the door, "Are you looking for me?"
After asking that, James Carter shook his head, "No, thatās not right. You wouldnāt come here to find me. I havenāt told anyone Iād be here tonight. Are you here looking for Jillian?"
"I was actually planning to find Miss Carter, but since Auntie and you are here, it makes no difference," William King glanced at the three sets of tableware on the table. Although he didnāt see Jillian Carter, he guessed that she must still be at home, considering her car was parked in the courtyard.
"Have a seat," James Carter stood up with his cane and asked, "Have you eaten? If not, Iāll ask Auntie to add another set of tableware."
"No need, Iām not in the mood to eat; canāt stomach it, especially since this is Miss Carterās dinner," William King waved his hand and sat down on the sofa.
Gwendolyn Young gave James Carter a look, and he got up and joined her on the sofa in the living room, watching William Kingās expression across from them.
William Kingās expression was undisguised displeasure and anger.
"Did Jillian do something to upset you?" James Carter asked.
"James, I consider you a friend, so when you introduced me to Jillian, I treated her like a sister and planned to help her strategize her future. But she wouldnāt listen. Even so, I, William King, have a clear conscience regarding Jillian. I believe Iāve done my utmost for Jillian," William King said, then let out a cold laugh, "But how does Jillian repay me? What wrong have I, William King, done to her that she employs such insidious tactics to ruin my career and reputation? Being in this circle, once a manās reputation is gone, heās finished. Doesnāt she understand that?"
William King directly transferred the photos he took on his mobile phone to James Carter, speaking with intense anger, "James Carter, see for yourself how your wonderful sister stealthily uses underhanded methods to come at me. Where did I fail her?"
Gwendolyn Young also realized the severity of the situation from William Kingās attitude and words. She leaned towards James Carter, craning her neck alongside him to look at the photos on William Kingās phone.
There were two photos in total, and the content made Gwendolynās heart race.
And the more James Carter saw, the more perplexed he became.
Here was William King standing in Jillianās house, standing here describing Jillian as āinsidiousā, thus Gwendolyn and James didnāt need to ask further to know that the email that had ruined William Kingās job and reputation was likely sent by Jillian.
"Aunt, James, donāt accuse me of framing Jillian," William King said, "I had it investigated, and the email was sent from the address of this house. This house belongs to Jillian, and when it comes to the events Iāve been involved with concerning Jillian, other than James, only the parties involved, Jillian and I, would know."
William King let out a series of cold laughs, "As to the matter of helping Jillian investigate Jane Sampsonās information, again, only Jillian herself and I would know. So today, I came here to ask Jillian directly where I, William King, wronged her to the point she would carefully plot against me. Also, to let her know that she shouldnāt think she can bully me just because I am young and without a job now. If this matter spills out, my reputation will be destroyed as well."
William King was livid, slamming his hand on the tea table, "I, a barefoot William King, am not afraid to take on those with shoes. With my capability, if Jillian dares to mess with me, seeking revenge would be as simple as lifting my thumb! She shouldnāt think she can push around William King!"