Gabrielle received a phone call from Wendy while Westley was taking a bath.
She didn't want to answer it in all honesty, because she knew full well that the reason Wendy was contacting her was because of Bryce.
Thus, aside from asking things about that man, there was nothing else they would normally talk about.
"What's up, Mom?" Gabrielle greeted calmly. But if one were to listen carefully to her tone, they would notice that she was somewhat impatient.
"Are you up, Gabrielle?" Wendy was now more polite to Gabrielle, and her once exasperated behavior towards the latter had all but disappeared.
In the past, she was always picking on Gabrielle just because she was her stepmother, and she held no motherly love for her.
At present, the reason Wendy was being so nice to Gabrielle was because she needed her help. Perhaps she had never expected this to happen.
"Yes, Mom. Get to the point. What do you want?" Gabrielle had never liked beating around the bush.
"Are you still going to the studio today, Gabrielle? In that case, let's have lunch together. By the way, do you remember that I bought a set of jewelry for you a few days ago? I brought it back last time." Wendy's attitude had changed drastically. Now, she was much gentler than before.
Gabrielle had almost forgotten that Wendy kept on insisting that she picked a jewelry as a form of dowry, and it had been left in the store, so that her name could be engraved in it.
Truthfully, Gabrielle was never fond of that jewelry. Aside from that, she hadn't received any calls from the store yet, causing her to forget about it. It turned out that Wendy had already taken it back herself.
She might've even fetched it personally.
And she was probably using this as an excuse to meet up with Gabrielle.
"I'll see you at noon. Give me a call before you go. You don't have to drop by the studio. Let's just meet at a restaurant, okay?" Gabrielle replied sternly.
Everyone in the Jones family knew that she had her internship at Jason's place, but Wendy disliked it.
She used to be that daughter of the Carter family, so she wasn't that impressed of the jewelry custom-made by small studios. Even though young people nowadays were particular of their own personalities and preferred to be unique, in her old-fashioned opinions, Wendy found it more dignified to wear the most prominent jewelry brands in the world.
Moreover, she barely cared about her adopted daughter, Gabrielle. She had zero interest in Gabrielle's internship.
Even though she wanted to get involved, Gabrielle didn't want her to do so.
"Okay, I'll place a reservation for the two of us, and then I'll text you the address," said Wendy. She agreed with Gabrielle.
Now, it was all up to Gabrielle. Wendy had no say in the matter.
"Okay, see you at noon," said Gabrielle.
"Got it."
After disconnecting from the call, Gabrielle took a deep breath before changing her clothes.
By the time Westley finished showering, she was already done changing. Afterwards, she just stood there, visibly uneasy.
"What's the matter? Don't tell me you got impatient waiting for me?" Westley asked as he approached her.
"Nothing, really. I'm going to wash my face," said Gabrielle. She didn't mention anything about Wendy. Instead, she just went to the bathroom at once.
Upon hearing her response, Westley f
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