If it wasn’t for Grandma’s sake, she wouldn’t have eaten with him.
And, of course, they wouldn’t even meet.
Gareth wrinkled his brows and raised his eyes to look at Julia. “Grandma, I need your help. Once we remarry, she will be my wife and the only woman in my life. I won’t let her suffer any pain, and I will be a competent husband.”
A competent husband. That was all it was.
He would give her everything that other women had, but he wouldn’t invest other feelings.
But Gareth seemed to have forgotten that Elisa wasn’t someone who lacked material goods.
What use would she have for a man without affection? She was well-connected and exceptional, and she had the money. There was nothing she couldn’t resolve, and she didn’t have to do anything illegal.
Moreover, she didn’t need romantic love at this time.
Julia’s brows wrinkled tightly. After hesitating for a moment, she said indifferently, “I won’t help you at the moment. I’ll see how you perform in the future.”
Gareth was stumped.
Since Grandma had already said so, after much thought, he knew that there was no point in trying to convince her. He could only nod. “Alright. You can observe and think about it in the future. The two of us will take you out if there’s an opportunity.”
“The two of you?”
In a flash, it was as though Julia’s innermost being was filled with anticipation. “Do you want to?”
“Of course I…” Before she could finish, she suddenly came to her senses and berated him at once. “You brat! You’re tricking me again! You were planning to coerce Liz if I said that I wanted it! I won’t be fooled!”
Gareth was taken aback.
He sighed in frustration. “You can observe and think about it. You will believe me in the end. I have some things to deal with, so I’ll be leaving.”
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