Gareth’s lips twitched. “Let’s talk about it after you get it.”
Vincent was startled.
The elevator doors opened, and Vincent gritted his teeth. “I just can’t get the freaking thing from her now. If not for my principles and boundaries, could she have held on to it for so long? Would I have allowed her to do so?!”
The two walked out together, and Gareth didn’t say anything. To him, Vincent was speaking in a rage. He was drunk before having any drinks.
Vincent and Gareth soon arrived at the bar, and the former didn’t say anything to the latter as he had a drink alone. Vincent paused for a moment before looking at Gareth. “I questioned her just now. Tell me, is Rachel a fool? Didn’t she know that I was waiting to eat with her? She didn’t let me know and just ate with Elisa. I brought her here. Shouldn’t she win favor with me instead?!”
Gareth’s face instantly darkened.
Elisa had done the same. She hadn’t informed him before going out to eat with Rachel. His temper had yet to cool over this.
“Right now, she doesn’t know her place at all! Does she think that I’m trying to curry favor with her? Does she not believe in karma? Has she never thought about how I might deal with her after I get my thing back if she continues treating me like this?”
“Pfft.” Gareth looked at him indifferently. “Can you bear to deal with her?”
“Of course!” Vincent seemed to be slightly embarrassed but quickly turned to anger. “This tomboy isn’t ladylike at all. Why wouldn’t I be willing to deal with her?”
Gareth didn’t say anything, and he silently drank from his glass.
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