Westley looked back at Gabrielle with indignation. There was stubbornness on her face but she was trying hard not to cry. Her eyes had already brimmed up, lips wobbling.

 

Westley hated when people cried. He thought they only did it for sympathy. A lot of people tried this with him but it never stir him.

 

Gabrielle was such a scheming woman.

 

"Gabrielle, you better have a clear estimation of yourself. This villa is not to serve idle people like you."

Westley was unaffected by her tears. He continued to look at her firmly.

 

"What do you mean?"

 

Gabrielle asked, confused. She failed to understand what he was trying to warn her for. She had no interest in his villa or his family.

 

"You'll know it by tomorrow," said Westley as he left the room, slamming the door behind him.

 

Gabrielle was still in a daze. She just wanted to close her eyes. Maybe then this would all become a dream again. She was about to fall into slumber when she heard a knock on the door.

 

"Miss Jones, it's me."

 

"Come in, Neil." Gabrielle sat up in the bed and regained her composure.

 

Neil gently pushed the door open and came in with a tray in his hand. On it there was a bowl of congee with some pickles, a glass of milk and a glass of water.

 

"Mr. Morris informed me you are awake, so I brought you something to eat. Are you feeling better? I bet you're hungry!" said Neil cheerfully as he put the tray down on the bedside table.

 

He saw that Gabrielle's face was not as pale as the night before. She looked much better, her natural blush had returned to her cheeks.

 

When she fainted in the kitchen last night, she looked terrible. Neil had been scared.

 

was so grateful to Neil for taking care for her. She had never been treated this well in the Jones because she was adopted. This

 

if you need anything, please feel free to

 

need, thank you, Neil. You can go to bed now. It's late." It was three o'clock in the morning! She felt bad to have kept him awake the entire

 

I'll

 

the way, where is

 

Gabrielle asked, slightly hesitant.

 

the room in a spur. She didn't know whether he was coming back

 

in the room next to the study. He is resting. That's where he usually rests. Do you have a message

 

you again, Neil." Gabrielle understood that this wasn't Westley's bedroom. It

 

happy to know that! She still hadn't adapted to the fact

 

if he was

 

now. Please eat and rest well," said Neil and

 

ate and drank everything Neil had

 

so full that she decided

 

several missed called

 

It was all fate's cruelty. She was only paying off her brother's debts by sacrificing herself, but she could

 

On t

all her messages Sloane was

 

thought for a while and decided

 

a little tired and went

 

her surprise, her phone rang as soon as she sent out the text. Turned

 

on the screen, and summoned the strength

 

"Hey, Sloane."

 

go to bed early?

 

ached, but she was moved. Sloane truly cared for her from the bottom of her heart. But her last question made

 

vents all his hatred on me. He would skin me if he could. And he

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