The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 63

"I prosecute according to the law. If your heart aches that much for your grandson, go ahead and lobby to change the law itself. Then I guarantee he can spend the rest of his life being a devoted grandson to you."

Although York's words sounded like a joke, his tone was laced with frost, making it entirely clear he wouldn't back down.

Gideon was used to dominating the business world. Being mocked so openly by someone decades younger left a bitter taste in his mouth.

His gaze turned somber.

"You really are arrogant, Mr. Yates. Young men should learn to dial back their hostility."

York let out a sharp scoff, his eyes brimming with mockery.

"My old man nearly broke my bones trying to fix me, and I still act like this. If I'm not arrogant while I'm young, when exactly am I supposed to be?"

"Let me give you some advice, Mr. Zimmerman. Stop wasting your time on me. Take this opportunity to father a few more kids so your family's empire doesn't end up without an heir."

That was a blatant insult.

Gideon's third son had offended the wrong people while doing business abroad a few years ago and had been left permanently sterile.

Otherwise, the Zimmermans wouldn't have spoiled Julian Zimmerman into such an entitled monster.

The fake smile wiped completely off Gideon's face, and his tone turned deadly.

"It seems you're refusing to listen to reason, Mr. Yates."

York stayed silent, effectively confirming it.

Gideon cast a loaded glance toward the car.

"I heard that you and Mrs. Yates have been separated for two years. I imagine there's a lot she doesn't know about your life?"

"You're bold and fearless enough to not care, but can the people you value endure the trouble you drag them into?"

"Take, for example, your inseparable sister and your lovely wife."

Madeline was right there in the car, and York made absolutely no effort to lower his voice or hide his words.

Would a man really speak like that if he actually loved his wife?

Gideon believed him a fraction, but wasn't entirely convinced.

"You truly deserve your reputation as the youngest prosecutor to enter the highest office in San Francisco. Your silver tongue is impressive."

"But pretty words won't fool me. Any man with a weakness is doomed to lose, Mr. Yates. We'll see how long this youthful arrogance lasts. Since you aren't interested in making a friend, you'll simply have to deal with more enemies."

"When the fallout hits, who knows who will get hurt."

"It might just be the lady in the car."

"Test me if you want. Let's see if I even flinch. Everyone in The Capital knows the only woman I give a damn about is my adopted sister, and you won't be able to touch her. So, Mr. Zimmerman, your grandson is absolutely going to face justice."