Wyatt was still hesitating, while Warren didn’t seem the least bit rushed. He simply watched Wyatt with a faint smile tugging at the comers of Melipt
Christian jumped in quickly. “Grandpa, isn’t it a bit undignified to let an outsider meddle in our company’s affairs?” He knew full well that if Wyatt agreed he would lose his position as the company’s deputy general manager.
Wyatt shot him a glare. “Zip it. I haven’t even gotten around to holding you accountable yet.” A good chunk of Gibson Group’s financial losses had Christian’s name on it too.
Abigail looked up without meaning to when she heard Wyatt speak. Beside her, Sebastian reached over and tapped the screen for her.
She was no longer in the mood to play. Looking at Wyatt, she asked, “Is the company really in that much trouble?”
“It is. But it’s not your concern,” Wyatt replied.
Christian blurted out without thinking, “How is it not her concern? If you see her as part of the Gibson family, then when the company is in trouble, she should carry that burden too.”
Stephen was about to snap back, but Warren cut in first
“Then give me a call when you’ve made up your mind, Mr. Wyatt Gibson. For now, let’s just eat.
Everyone understood Warren had no interest in watching the Gibson family argue over dinner.
And just like that, the table split into two camps. Stephen was on Abigail’s side, but since he was seated far from her, he didn’t get a chance to offer her any food. He was so annoyed he couldn’t even enjoy the meal.
After dinner, Abigail planned to head home with Wyatt. Sebastian walked them downstairs and asked, “Did you drive here?”
Wyatt nodded. “Yeah, I’ve got my driver with me, Mr. Robinson. Maybe next time. I’ve got a few things to talk over with the kids today, so I’ll spare you the trouble of taking her home.” He remained perfectly polite with Sebastian.
Wyatt thought to himself, ‘Every time I look at this young man, I’m still impressed. Especially seeing him in that suit.’
Sebastian glanced at Abigail and gave a slight nod. “Alright. Take care on the way home.”
Abigail looked at him and softly replied, “You too.”
On the way to the parking lot, Sebastian asked in a casual tone, “Did you like the food tonight?” But beneath the nonchalance, there was a hint of
nervousness.
Warren and James followed behind them. Mimicking Sebastian’s tone, James turned to his buddy and said, “Did the dishes I picked tonight suit your taste?”
“Screw off. That’s disgusting.” Warren kicked him without hesitation. He couldn’t help muttering to himself that James was great at everything, except for his habit of being obnoxiously cheeky sometimes.
Clutching his rear, James shot him a look and teased, I meant, that’s probably what Seb was trying to say.”
“Abby would’ve picked up on it,” Warren replied with a smirk.
James caught up to him and slung an arm around his shoulder, lowering his voice. “I’m actually really curious. Why would you agree to Mr. Wyatt Gibson’s terms? And with all the potential partners out there, why would he go to you of all people?”
He thought, ‘I didn’t mean it any other way. I do like Abigail. She managed to get herself on this project by proving herself, not because of anyone else. Even Sebastian and I agreed she deserved a shot.
‘But if Mr. Wyatt Gibson picked Warren just because she’s close to Sebastian… that ticks me off. What, the whole family is using her now?”
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Warren answered under his breath, “Well, what I can say is that Mr. Wyatt Gibson is playing a long game here,”
He pondered, ‘Mr. Wyatt Gibson could’ve gone to Sebastian or even James. But he came to me… That must’ve been a carefully weighed decisions
James still looked intrigued, urging, “Oh, come on. Spill it.”
Warren wanted Sebastian to hear this too, so he said, “Later.”
Meanwhile, after Abigail and Sebastian had parted ways, she stepped into Wyatt’s stretch business car, just in time to see Stephen kick the back of Christian’s seat.
Stephen snapped, “What’s that supposed to mean, huh? She’s supposed to take on the burden? Take on what, exactly? She hasn’t spent a cent of our money.
“The ones who should take responsibility are you and Daniella! Who was it that kept giving her three million dollars in allowance every month, even when the company was losing money year after year, hm?”
Wyatt’s face darkened as he climbed into the car. Abigail, on the other hand, just slid into the seat beside him.
Daniella tried to follow and sit next to Wyatt too, but Stephen jumped up and grabbed her wrist, eyeing her like she was up to something. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“I want to sit with Grandpa,” Daniella replied, struggling against his grip and trying to push him off.
Stephen scoffed, “You? Sit with him? You don’t deserve it. You knew the company had been in trouble, and you still blew through all three million dollars every month. And you didn’t even flinch.”
The noise was giving Wyatt a headache. He finally spoke up. “Stevie, could you tone it down a bit?”
Stephen then yanked Daniella back toward her seat and shoved her down hard.
Daniella’s back hit the cushion with a thud, and she cried out, “Stevie, that hurt!”
“Oh, cut the act,” Stephen said coldly, tossing the words over his shoulder as he dropped into his own seat.
AD
