Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 33

Westley went right into the study as soon as he stepped into the house. He remained there the whole morning and displayed no sign of leaving before lunchtime.

Gabrielle had spent the whole morning in the living room with Miley, chatting and drinking tea.

"Madam, Mrs. Morris, lunch is ready. Please go to the dining room." Neil appeared to inform them that lunch was ready.

Miley was pleased to hear Gabrielle being addressed in this manner, but Gabrielle felt uneasy.

But then Gabrielle realized Miley wouldn't be here for long. As long as Miley was happy, she wouldn't mind.

"Where is Westley?" Miley inquired as she cast a glance at Neil.

"Mr. Morris said he still had a few e-mails to deal with, so he wouldn't be able to join you for lunch. He said that you and Mrs. Morris don't need to wait for him. He will eat later." Neil had just returned to the study to inform Westley of the upcoming lunch. That was the response he received from Westley.

But Neil was well aware that while Westley was swamped with paperwork, he also wished to avoid Miley and Gabrielle.

"He is at home now. Why doesn't he want to have lunch with me? Does he dislike me?" Miley kept a straight face as she looked at the butler.

'I just relayed what Mr. Morris said to me, ' Neil grumbled to himself. 'I'm just a housekeeper.'

"Gabrielle, go, ask Westley to have lunch with us." Miley instantly tasked Gabrielle with this tough role.

Gabrielle was actually relieved that Westley declined to have lunch with them. She hadn't expected Miley to ask her to go get him. It was too soon for her to be happy.

"Maybe it's not a good idea, Grandma. Westley is busy. When he's working, he doesn't like to be interrupted. It will affect his work." The truth was, she didn't want to talk to Westley.

Being thrown out was not really a huge deal. What was worse, he might strangle her on the spot.

"From what I've heard, if one does not eat well, his IQ will drop. If Westley continues to be so focused on his work that he refuses to eat, I believe he should resign as CEO of the Morris Group as soon as possible. I'm concerned that the group will be assigned to a member with a low IQ," Miley voiced calmly.

Gabrielle was taken aback by her words. She was really Westley's grandmother. She rebuked her grandson without any care.

"Grandma, I'll go ask him to join us for lunch now."

Gabrielle hurried to the study.

She was about to knock on the door once she reached the study, when her phone suddenly buzzed.

She saw on the screen that it was a message from Mia.

"Gabrielle, I've compiled all of my brother's information for you. Have you read it yet?

If you have any more questions, please do not hesitate to contact me. I swear I'll tell you everything I know."

Gabrielle's mind was filled with just one thought: Mia was so excited for her brother to marry. Was she worried that her brother wouldn't be able to find a suitable partner?

It was easy for a man like Micheal to marry. There were a bunch of ladies waiting in line for him to choose from.

"Gabrielle, you are welcome to speak with my brother in person. It will be preferable to staring at a pile of dull numbers. It's beneficial to get to know each other by interaction.

Didn't you say you'd invite my brother to dinner to thank him for saving your life? Have you made plans for dinner? When and where would you eat? If you don't have any idea, I can recommend you some place

s. Do you want to have a look?"

Mia proceeded to enthusiastically suggest places. She wasn't embarrassed if Gabrielle didn't respond at all.

Gabrielle could tell she was a talkative girl based on her pretty, lovely face and warm, smart eyes. She realized she had been right all along.

Gabrielle didn't have to reply to Mia. She was capable of answering her own questions.