Neil was not the least bit surprised. Westley had said exactly what he expected him to say.
"Madam asked me to lock the door so I did. I won't object if you want to punish me. Just do it." Neil stood still and waited for Wesley to punish him.
Miley had been the mastermind behind this plan. Westley looked upon Neil, knowing he couldn't actually punish him.
"Neil, we will discuss it later. Where's grandma? Is she still asleep in my room?" Westley questioned. He had to come down from the balcony to enter the living room because his room was locked from outside.
"Madam went back half an hour ago," Neil said honestly.
"Do you mean grandma has gone back to her house?" Westley's face turned black.
It was clear that Miley did not want to take responsibility for everything that happened.
This wasn't going to work. Miley was getting increasingly more playful.
It appeared that she had planned everything that took place earlier
"Neil, did grandma ask you to make the soup?" Westley glanced at Neil.
Stunned, Neil gave a slight smile. "You are truly Mr. Morris. I cannot keep anything hidden from you. Indeed, Madam gave me the recipe for this soup. I was planning to prepare it for you and Mrs... Miss Jones It seems that you don't need it anymore. "
"Neil, you should burn that recipe. If this happens again, I think it would be best if you returned to the old house," Westley stated with a cold face.
Neil understood that Westley was furious, but he had been caught in a dilemma.
He had been a servant to the Morris for a long time. Miley had been the one to promote him. When Westley later started to live on his own, Miley had specifically asked Neil to look after him.
Because of this, Neil had felt closer to Miley. It made dealing with the two of them very difficult.
"I understand, Mr. Morris." Neil nodded.
It was better to listen to Westley as long as he was still living in the Vineyard Villa.
"I'll go to the company later. Leave Gabrielle alone."
"Before you leave, Madam would like to tell you something." Neil retrieved a note from his pocket and handed it to Westley.
Westley's face darkened once more.
'Westley, every man in the Morris is indomitable. There are certain responsibilities that come with the marriage, especially after you two become a real couple.
I want to have a great grandchild as soon as possible. Westley, give it your best efforts.
Gabrielle is a good girl. Do not continue to bully her.'
Westley crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
How could she tell him to give her a great grandson? He did not want to have a child with Gabrielle.
Besides, Miley had been a great grandmother for years already. Westley's brother's child was nearly three years old.
She did not need to ask him for more.
Gabrielle had slept deeply. When she woke up, it was already night. She turned on the bedside lamp without paying attention. She was shocked when she looked into the room.
As she looked at the clothes scattered all over the floor, images of what had happened slowly crept into her mind.
She and Westley... They had done crazy things again.
Damn it!
Gabrielle suddenly realized that she felt sore all over her body.
"She returned this afternoon."
After finishing her meal, she went back to her room and called Wendy.
She wanted to leave Westley as soon as possible. If he continued to torture her like he had this afternoon, she was afraid that she would eventually lose her life.
'Where on earth does Bryce go?'
"Gabrielle, it's so late. Didn't you go to sleep? What happened?" Wendy asked with concern.
Had the incident with the Jones family never happened, Gabrielle would think that Wendy truly cared about her.
But if it were the case, Wendy shouldn't have drugged her adopted daughter and forced her to sleep with a man.
Although Gabrielle could never trust Wendy as she had before, she also could not forget how she raised her for twenty years. She was also Bryce's mother.
"Mom, I need to know. Do you know where my brother is?" Gabrielle asked directly.
Wendy remained silent for a few seconds. "Gabrielle, I understand that you are in a hurry but you know as well as I that looking for a person abroad is like searching for a needle in the sea. Your father and I have already sent multiple people to look for him. We can't afford to offend Westley. We are doing everything possible to find him. Give us time."
Oh, they couldn't afford to offend Westley.
It was really quite ironic. She knew that Westley was not to be trifled with. The fact was that Bryce had taken Westley's fiancee away, and Wendy had drugged him and forced him to have sex with Gabrielle? Westley had been terribly offended!
"I know, mom. I'll go to bed now." Gabrielle immediately hung up the phone.
She had been sleeping the whole afternoon. Now she couldn't fall asleep at all. She logged on to WeChat and saw Sloane had made a new post.
It was a picture of barbecue. Obviously, she was barbecuing. A message from Sloane came in.
"Pretty girl, do you have time to have a barbecue?"
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