Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 24

Alvin put his phone away and stood there, watching Westley. He was trying to understand what Westley was thinking right now.

"Mr. Morris, Miss Jones said that she is coming," he said after a while, still looking at Westley.

"It's none of my business," Westley said indifferently. He picked up the cigarette case on the table and took out a cigarette.

"Mr. Morris, if you don't want to see Miss Jones, and you don't want her to come to the company, I can call her and tell her now," Alvin said seriously.

He knew that Westley was very angry because this morning, Miley forced him to go with Gabrielle to visit the Jones.

Actually, Alvin thought that Westley wouldn't come to the company today. But surprisingly, he came in the afternoon. However, he didn't look well at all. His face darkened and the aura he emitted was much colder than usual. Then he ordered to hold those meetings that were canceled in the morning just to scold all the senior executives one by one. Everyone was so terrified that they couldn't help but shiver. He had always been calm and restrained. But today, he was so strange. No one knew what happened to him, and no one dared to ask either. Even Alvin, who was the closest to him in the company, didn't dare to ask what made him so angry that he became so cruel.

Now that they were talking about Gabrielle, Alvin suddenly had an idea what was the source of Westley's anger.

And it really surprised him. He had been working for Westley for many years, but he had never seen him this angry just because of a woman.

Besides, they had only been married for three days. Gabrielle was really something.

"Mr. Morris, I'll go and wait for Miss Jones downstairs. When she arrives, shall I take her upstairs directly?" he asked tentatively.

Since Westley allowed Gabrielle to come to the company, it should mean that he would also let her go upstairs.

Instead of answering Alvin, Westley opened his lighter with a click. When the flame sprang up, he slowly lit the cigarette and took a drag.

Unlike this afternoon when he only took a single puff on the cigarette and then stubbed it out on the ashtray, he seemed calm. It was an indication that he was in a better mood now than in the afternoon.

Alvin was more convinced that it was because Gabrielle was coming.

"Who said that she could come up? Did I?" Westley asked in an icy voice after blowing out the cloud of smoke.

Alvin was taken aback. Didn't Westley just agree to let Gabrielle come to the company? What did he mean by not letting her go upstairs?

"Alvin, when did you start making decisions for me?" When Alvin did not answer, Westley gave him a cold glance.

"I get it, Mr. Morris." Of course, Alvin wouldn't dare to show any trace of discontent. Naturally, he agreed to whatever Westley said.

After all, this company belonged to Westley. He had the final say whether the person could enter the building or not.

Five minutes later, Gabrielle drove to the gate of Morris Group. However, the security guard stopped her car ruthlessly.

"Sir, excuse me. I'm here to see Mr. Morris. He knows I'm coming. Please open the gate," she said after rolling down the car window.

The security guard was a middle-aged man who looked dignified and stereotyped at first glance. When he saw the hint of impatience on Gabrielle's pretty face, he immediately thought that she was here to seduce Westley. After all, it was already late at night, and no one did business at this hour.

"I'm sorry, miss, but I can't let you in. I haven't received any order from Mr. Morris that he is expecting someone,"

he said coldly.

"But he called me just now and told me to come here," Gabrielle insisted. She could tell from the security guard's words and reaction that Westley deliberately asked her to come to Morris Group to embarrass her.

At the thought of his wickedness, she couldn't help but get furious.

His words were really not pleasing to the ear.

Gabrielle knew that the security guard was deliberately being disrespectful and impolite. He was insinuating that she was a gold digger who wanted to have a relationship with a powerful man, but she couldn't refute him.

She let out a resigned sigh. "Okay. I'll call him now."

She angrily took out her phone and dialed Westley's number. If he didn't answer, she would call Alvin.

"Miss, no need to call Mr. Morris. He's here now." The security guard stopped Gabrielle from making a phone call when he saw Westley walking in the lobby. His tall and slender figure, handsome face, and indifferent aura made him look like the devil from hell full of coldness.

He was wearing a black suit that made him look more elegant.

Although he was cold and indifferent all the time, people just couldn't take their eyes off him.

"Mr. Morris, why did you go downstairs now? Are you going back home now?" The security guard immediately changed his tone and attitude. He was modest and polite now, the total opposite of the cold-blooded and rude man in front of Gabrielle just now.

"Mr. Morris, please tell the security guard to let me in. I have something to tell you," Gabrielle hurriedly said.

She and Westley were now separated by an iron gate, and it made her feel so uncomfortable.

"Mr. Morris, this woman wants to see you. She said you called her to come here. Do you know her?" The security guard clearly felt the sudden change in the atmosphere around them. Something seemed not right. Did Westley really know this woman? If yes, he was doomed. He blocked her way persistently and even said so many unpleasant things to her.

"No, I don't know her. Tell her to leave now. If she comes back, drive her away," Westley said coldly. He then turned around and walked back to the building.

He didn't want to talk to Gabrielle, so the security guard didn't see any reason to let her in.