As he was deep in thought, the door to the meeting room opened. He looked over instinctively.Gilbert, who was in a navy suit, walked into the meeting room. His gaze was calm, and he looked at Octavius emotionlessly. He sat on the couch, then finally glared at him. "What are you here for?" he said in an unpleasant tone. That was to be expected. He didn't feel very warmly toward the Bradshaws.Octavius snapped back to reality. He looked at the total stranger of a son before him, suddenly at a loss for words. He no longer saw that child on Gilbert's face. He was a stranger, an intimidating one at that.He took a deep breath and said, "I…You know that I am your father, don't you?"If he could investigate Gilbert, Gilbert could investigate him, too.Gilbert didn't answer. He asked, "I don't care who you are. Why are you here?"Octavius paled, not expecting Gilbert to be this rude. "Son, you truly wandered off and got lost back then. Your mother and I have tried to find you all these
Bradshaw Operations?Gilbert seemed to be considering Octavius' words. Octavius' eyes lit up, feeling that he had piqued Gilbert's interest."Besides the property that everyone thinks we have, we have a lot of property hidden under the radar. If we were to compare, the Bradshaws would not be worse off than the Fausts," Octavius said.Gilbert smiled lightly. He looked at Octavius in amusement. "You seem very interested in Bradshaw's property."Octavius went quiet. Frankly speaking, why would he willingly marry into that family if it weren't for their property? Despite his courteousness to Esther all these years, he was still not respected in the Bradshaw family. Their inheritance had nothing to do with him.Outsiders thought he was living the good life, but Octavius knew he was no more than a rug to the Bradshaws.He knew he had no hope, but he didn't want to give up. He would be happy to see Bradshaw Operations falling into Gilbert's hands in the end. No matter what, Gilbert was
Octavius said nothing. He knew Gilbert thoroughly researched his standing in the Bradshaw family. He didn't have to worry about anything in that family, but he had not married into their family to simply not be worried."Are you sure that you can take control of the Bradshaws?" Octavius was moved, but he doubted Gilbert's abilities.Gilbert smiled. Things seemed to be going smoother than he expected. He hadn't expected Octavius to go against the Bradshaws so easily. He thought he would have to work to convince him.The corners of his lips curled upward. "I can't do it alone, but I have the Walters and the Fausts backing me up. With their combined forces, don't you think I'd be able to do it?""If you count them in, you'd be able to. But are you sure they wouldn't plunder the Bradshaws for themselves once everything is settled?" Octavius had heard that Gilbert was close with Jenny, but no one could be trusted in the face of profit.Gilbert sneered, not taking him to heart. "This is
When Octavius returned to the Bradshaws, Esther was already sitting in the living room. Eli was sitting there, too, and was looking at his phone."Back already?" Esther glanced at him. "What did Gilbert say?"At the mention of Gilbert, Eli took his gaze away from his phone and looked at Octavius. He had no idea that Octavius had gone to see Gilbert. Did he really want Gilbert to come back so much?Eli couldn't understand why they were still so hung up on Gilbert, even though he was the one who grew up with them. They even wanted to hand the family over to Gilbert. Was Eli that useless in their eyes?Hatred brewed in his heart, and he couldn't vent it on Esther and Octavius. He could only direct it toward Gilbert."He refused." Octavius went to the chair and sat, sighing.Esther frowned, displeasure written on her face. "He has the nerve! Does he think Hawthorn Inc is that incredible? He doesn't know where he stands!" A plan was already forming in her head. Since Gilbert was so at
As he watched Eli leave, Octavius' gaze dimmed, bearing a hint of disdain. Even his son refused to respect him.If Gilbert could ruin the Bradshaws, it would be a good thing for Octavius.…Gilbert knew nothing about what was happening in the Bradshaws. He was already in his villa. It wasn't very late when he returned, but Caleb was already asleep. He didn't go to bother him. At first, he thought Marigold had already fallen asleep. But then, when he passed her room, her door was ajar, and her lights were on. She was obviously still not asleep.He knocked.Marigold got up. She was surprised to see Gilbert at the door. He would never go to see her after work."You're back. Are you hungry?" Marigold asked."I had dinner," Gilbert answered, reminding her of what had happened.Marigold smiled lightly and nodded. "I know. But you've worked for so long after dinner. You might be hungry again.""I'm not a glutton," Gilbert said, speechless. He didn't have such a huge appetite."Nothi
"I have no one else to go with," Gilbert said honestly. However, he had his reasons that he couldn't say out loud.Unfortunately, Marigold's expression shifted when she heard that. So he was only choosing her because he had no other woman to go with. She thought she was a fool. What was she so excited for, thinking that Gilbert had fallen for her?What a joke.Seeing that she was not responding, Gilbert thought she was refusing to go. He grew concerned. "Will you come?"Marigold looked up at him. Although she was angry, she couldn't say no to him in the face of his request. She pouted and said after a pause, "Yes, but you can't blame me if I embarrass you."It had been a long time since she went to parties like these.She used to love going to them, but after her pregnancy and her sickness, she thought many things through and felt that all these things were unnecessary. Hence, she didn't attend them anymore.If she went again, this time with Gilbert, she would be nervous."Don'
Greg placed all the selected designs and details before him in his office early in the morning."These are the dresses I have prepared, Mr. Hawthorn. However, I'm not sure which one Miss Wagner would like," Greg said. In truth, he thought they were all very pretty, and they were all dresses that he would never be able to afford in his lifetime. Even looking at them would make him drool.Gilbert went through them and spent half his day deciding. In the end, he couldn't decide because he didn't know which one Marigold liked. Finally, he sent the pictures to Marigold so she could choose from them.Very quickly, he received her message. Surprisingly, she'd picked a black one."Get this." Although Gilbert thought the red one looked better, he supported Marigold's decision and chose the black one.The assistant took the documents, hesitating. "Mr. Hawthorn, this dress is from one of the most luxurious brands. It's very expensive."He wasn't being nosy. This dress was just not for casua
At six in the evening, Gilbert's car arrived at the entrance of the villa. When he went in, the stylists had just let Marigold change into the dress. They were making their final adjustments.Gilbert looked at the woman in black standing in the middle of the living room, his eyes wavering. Although he refused to admit it, he was moved."Mr. Hawthorn." Someone saw him and greeted him. Everyone else looked his way, including Marigold.The corners of Marigold's lips curved. "How do I look?""Great." Gilbert had to admit that she was beautiful.Marigold was surprised to hear his compliment. She thought he would simply refuse to answer.The stylists kept on fussing around with her hair. Gilbert went behind her. From the mirror, he could see Marigold clearly. There was a youthful vigor to her beauty that made people want to fawn over her.His gaze trailed downward and stopped at her bare neck. "Her neck is too bare.""Don't worry, Mr. Hawthorn. We have prepared a necklace," a stylist