Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 753

Chapter 753 A Friend Of His Grandpa

Gabrielle could now tell that Clifton was really averse of offending Westley. If that was not the case, he wouldn't be holding the

conference.

 

However, it was ineffective.

 

Clifton called while they were discussing him. Because Alexis had been dealing with this, Clifton contacted him.

 

"It's Clifton, boss. Should we answer?" Alexis asked Westley.

 

Clifton had just concluded his news conference. Given that he made it for Westley, he would naturally want to know if Westley

bought it.

 

"Sure, Alexis,” Westley said coldly.

 

"Greetings, Mr. Schmidt." Alexis answered the phone and spoke in a pleasant tone.

 

"Mr. Williams, is Mr. Morris available at the moment? I need to speak with him about something.” Clifton was direct.

 

"All right, hang on." Alexis then handed the phone to Westley.

 

"Mr. Schmidt."

 

"Have you seen the news, Mr. Morris?" Clifton inquired plainly. He attempted to be courteous to Westley, but he couldn't afford to

be too modest in his presence. After all, he was the CEO and elder of the Schmidt Group.

 

Although he was mortified when Westley drove him away a few hours ago.

 

He did believe Westley was a capable individual.

 

As a result, he endured the embarrassment Just now.

 

"Yes, Mr. Schmidt, I have seen it," Westley answered readily.

 

"We sincerely apologize. I hope you could allow Abigail to make amends to you and your wife," Clifton said with a much more

comfortable tone.

 

Clearly, Westley was aware that his true goal was to invite him to see the Schmidt family.

 

“When my wife gets better, we'll go see Wilton together, and then we'll be able to talk." Westley disliked conversing with new

people; he was only attempting to be pleasant.

 

“All well, then I'll wait for you at home," Clifton said, smiling.

 

"I'll see you then, Mr. Schmidt." Then Westley hung up and returned the phone to Alexis.

 

“Are you sure you're going to the Schmidt family, boss?" Alexis picked up the phone and asked.

Gabrielle intended to depart as well once they went. She hated her time in the hospital.

 

While they were not at their own house, it was preferable to being in the hospital.

 

"Let us go, Westley. I'm not interested in staying in the hospital; my injury is not significant in any case," Gabrielle said softly.

 

"But, Clifton and the others believe your injury was severe. Stay for a few days. Anyway, with Clifton's men around, we are unable to move around," Westley said bnefly. 

 

"You mean the Schmidt family is keeping an eye on us? Then they should have realized that we are all nght." Gabrielle was not dumb; she saw how simple it would be for Clifton to learn about it. 

 

"Of course he is aware, but it's irrelevant. What matters is what I said," Westley said with a slight smile.

 

So he singled him out? But Westley had justifications. . 

 

"Will his men take us to the Schmidt family if we go out now?" Gabrielle conjured up the scene of the kidnapping. 

"Something along those lines. Therefore, remain here; they will not attempt to capture us," Westley said calmly.

"Have you anticipated everything?" Gabrielle received the impression, from the look on his face, that he had everything all under control. 

“Gabrielle, I am incapable of foreseeing events. I am a common man." Westley guessed what Gabrielle was thinking by the expression on her face.

"To me, you are a wonderful man," Gabrielle said proudly. 

"All I'm going to do is be your hero and protéct you" Westley put the milk tea back in her hand. 

“You are my idol, and I adore you. You just said that Mr. Wilton Schmidt is a friend of your grandfather; thus, he should not harm

us, right?" with a questioning gaze, Gabrielle asked.

"You don't have to worry. He will not. in any case, we did ng wrong. Drink your milk tea, honey." Westley massaged her head gently, not wanting her to panic too much.