Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 437

Knowing that Westley wasn't joking, Bonnie regained her composure at once. She sat up straighter.

"Now that you've already been made aware that it's much easier to manage the businesses of Morris Group than those of Campbell Family, you have to take good care of it and not involve Wilson in any way. He's in charge of our company and always will be," Bonnie articulated rudely, her gaze unflinching.

"Gabrielle, you have to keep an eye on Westley and let him handle all the Morris Group's ventures. That way, you can always be Mrs. President. Stop talking about things like this, and Wilson is ours. He'll never leave the company, much more the Campbell Family." Bonnie was becoming bolder and more aggressive.

Surprisingly, Gabrielle only laughed softly at Bonnie's words. Her eyes glinted with amusement. "Nicely done, Bonnie. But calling me Mrs. President is actually..."

"Gabrielle wants to be a jewelry designer, so I think it's not that important to address her as Mrs. President. That position doesn't really excite her," Westley interrupted calmly, exchanging a look with Gabrielle.

Westley knew what Gabrielle wanted to say. For her, their marriage wouldn't stop her from fulfilling her dreams. She was going to pursue them no matter what. Besides, she was still considering the divorce.

'You dumb, dumb woman. You think you can get away from me just like that,' Westley thought smugly.

"Right. Gabrielle is a future jewelry designer. So, from now on, I'll only wear jewelry of your design. I'll buy every single collection you make." Bonnie beamed at her. She approved happily, and Gabrielle knew she would be true to her word.

"I'm not that good, Bonnie. Please don't say that. It's embarrassing." Gabrielle shifted in her seat. It made her feel awkward because she hadn't even started designing her own jewelry yet. She still had a long way to go.

And what Bonnie said made her uncomfortable, and it only served to pressure her more.

Gabrielle couldn't bear so many flattering remarks. She felt like she didn't deserve them—at least, not yet.

"Anyway, I'm happy that you now know about my family, Gabrielle. Although most of our businesses are mainly located in Italy, we have branches all over the world. If there's anything you find difficult to manage or if Westley ever bullies you, just call me. I'll definitely take your side—no matter what." Bonnie reached out and held Gabrielle's hand, squeezing it. The two women smiled at each other.

Gabrielle was deeply moved. It was nice to have someone who cared this much about her, even it was probably fake. Gabrielle would take what she could get.

"Bonnie, it seems to me that you're sabotaging our relationship on purpose. You don't have to worry about it, though. Nothing will come between me and Gabrielle. And I won't purposely hurt her." Westley realized that Bonnie just made a vow to take Gabrielle's side in anything. He almost smiled because he didn't agree with what Bonnie said—at all.

He was always going to be with Gabrielle—now and forever. Bonnie's comments were unnecessary, and there was no need to ask Bonnie for help. Even if Westley and Gabrielle fought, they would make up at the end of the day.

"Wow, I admire the determination." Bonnie smiled at Westley, then her eyes landed on Gabrielle.

Bonnie wasn't mocking or making fun of him; she was just happy for Westley. She could see it—anyone could—that Gabrielle turned his life around.

He was once a man who seemed incapable of love. He was cold and distant, and he never attached himself to anyone—at least, emotionally. Now, he was an entirely different person. He became a passionate and attentive husband, doting on his wife in full view of others. It was such a wonderful thing.

"I just want Gabrielle to know that if there's anything I can help with, she can always come to me. I'm more than happy to do the favor, except when it comes to matters between you two, of course." Bonnie treated Gabrielle as her own sister. Bonnie already decided that whatever Gabrielle needed, she would do her best to help.

"You don't need to concern yourself with any of that. All the troubles Gabrielle may get involved in in the future, I think I can take care of that." Westley shrugged and turned to look at Gabrielle.

Gabrielle was his wife, and it was his job to look after her. He didn't need help from others. He could do it all on his own.

"Have some cake, little daddy." Tammy slice

d another spoonful of cake and handed it to Westley. She was beaming at him.

Westley briefly stared at the piece of cake before opening his mouth to eat it. He chewed slowly.