Lock You In My Heart



In the past, Victor had contacted her, saying he was in Antawood and wanted to meet to have dinner with her. Of course, she turned down his invitation at the time. Gabrielle couldn't believe her own eyes now that Victor was right in front of her. After all,

she didn't expect him to show up at the resort in the middle of the night.

'I'm here for you. Since you don't want to see me, | have to come and find you in person. Knowing that you are here in such a famous resort, | decided to come and have fun as well heard that this resort is renowned for its hot springs. Can you give me a recommendation?" Victor looked at Gabrielle with a sly smile on his lips, his eyes filled with indecipherable emotions.

'Want me to introduce the hot spring? What is he saying, exactly? Gabrielle was stunned into silence after hearing Victor's words. She was not even a service staff at this resort in the first place, so why would she give him a tour? Why should she introduce that to him? On top of that, she had no interest in him or in making a recommendation for him. +

On the other hand, Westley's face darkened after hearing Victor's frivolous words. 'Can someone tell me what day it is today? Why do so many people jump out one by one to make me unhappy" he couldn't help but wonder.

"Mr. Sanderson, please take care of yourself in the resort. If you need anything, you can talk to me directly. This is my friend's resort. Gabrielle is my wife, not the service staff of this resort." The fact that Westley said this showed how much he restrained himself from acting on impulse. It could even be said that he was a little kinder today. If only he was a little angrier, he would not even Say a word to him at all, and he would directly ask Joseph to throw him out of the resort.

'Mr. Morris, how could | regard Gabrielle as a service staff? She is my friend, right, Gabrielle?" Victor said this on purpose, and as he looked at Gabrielle, the corners of his mouth formed a light smile.

Looking at the situation, Gabrielle finally realized that Victor was provoking Westley on purpose, which was also why he came here. With his condition, he could live a good life. However, it seemed that he didn't really want to live so since he was insistent on courting death.

"Mr. Sanderson, if you really want to go to the hot spring, ❘ can give you a brochure, and you can read it by yourself. If you don't want to read it on your own, I can ask someone to introduce it to you,"

Gabrielle said in an exceptionally calm and indifferent tone. After all, she didn't have much enthusiasm for men other than Westley. Especially if it was someone like Victor, who she didn't really like very much, she wouldn't bother pretending to have a good attitude.

Victor knew that Gabrielle didn't have any sort of feelings for him, but he didn't care about it at all. After all, he was the one who

was hopelessly in love with her, not her. So it was normal for her to have such an attitude toward him.

'It's too late to take a bath in the hot spring. It's time for supper now. Let's have it together. It's my treat, Mr. Morris. Don't refuse me in your territory." Victor smiled as he stared deeply at Westley.

'We're already full from dinner, so we won't be able to have supper. We appreciate your kindness, Mr. Sanderson." Gabrielle spoke

before Westley could say anything this time because she didn't want Westley to be uncomfortable or angry.

'It's good that you still know who's in control of this place, Victor thought you'd forgotten about it and treated this place as Ensfield," Westley said coldly, showing his annoyance with Victor's reckless attitude.

Antawood was, after all, his territory, not Victor's.

"Mr. Morris, please don't say that have never regarded Antawood as my own territory just came here to cooperate with you with great sincerity, and still clearly understand that both inside and outside of Antawood is your territory. This city is under the

control of you, and we do not dare to mess around ° As Victor said, he put on a fake smile on his face.noveldrama

Victor just said that as if he was afraid of Westley. In fact, unlike his words, he was not afraid at all and even deliberately tried to court his own death. If he was truly afraid of Westley, why would he come here in the first place to provoke Westley?

A man like Victor was not afraid of anything. What else would someone who was not afraid of death possibly be afraid of?

"Cooperate?" Westley looked at Victor with a look of surprise.

After all, Westley couldn't figure out what kind of cooperation Victor could have with the Morris Group for the time being.

"Yes, Mr. Morris, do you welcome me to cooperate with you? | believe that if the two of us can cooperate, it will be a strong alliance. Mr. Morris, how do you think about it?" The more Victor said, the more reasonable his. words seemed to be.

However, those words were half true and half false, and whoever took them seriously would be a fool. Westley was fully aware of this, so he doubted Victor's interest in working with him.

"If you are really interested in cooperating with the Morris Group, please talk to my assistant won't talk about it directly." Westley just pushed the matter aside, not directly rejecting him but giving him some face.

Otherwise, he would directly refuse Victor's request. After all, with Westley's temper, it was not impossible for him to instantly reject this man and then drive him out of the resort.

It was very kind of him that he still didn't throw Victor out of the resort. Also, Westley had no idea what on earth Victor was planning to do!

"Well, if | want to coaperate with the Morris Group, I will talk to your assistant directly can talk to your assistant for business, but can | talk to you directly regarding private matters? Or do you need me to make an appointment with your assistant before we talk?" Victor asked him with a very serious tone.

"Private matters? | don't think we have anything private to talk about.' Westley didn't have any patience left to continue the conversation. Thus, he took Gabrielle's hand in-his and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Morris, | traveled from Ensfieid to Antawood, and then came to this resort. For the sake of my diligence, can't you have supper with me? Mr. Morris, you really are as cold and heartless ag the rumors say," Victor said slowly.

His words basically implied that Westley was a bad person who pretended to be a good one. For the rest of what he said, no one asked him to travel from Ensfield to Antawood and go up the mountain in the middle of the night. Something seemed to be wrong with his brain cells.

Now he was even blaming someone else for some irrelevant things. It must be an issue with his brain or something.

"Mr. Sanderson, I've told you that we don't want to eat supper. If you want to eat, you can eat by yourself. We're not in the mood to eat with you. We didn't ask you to come to the resort. I'm tired, and I need to go back to have a rest!" Gabrielle grumbled as she glared aggressively at Victor, annoyed.

"Since you are tired, see you tomorrow can wait for you for breakfast and lunch!" Victor finally let things go and took back his words when he saw Gabrielle was about to lose her temper. Otherwise, even though she was delicate most of the time, she would be angry if he pushed her too hard. He knew it clearly.

After all, he didn't come here in the middle of the night to make Gabrielle angry. He could also get along with her since the time was already late. Besides, there was still another day left, so it didn't matter that he failed to have supper with her.

"Tomorrow, we don't have time..."

"Gabrielle, let's talk about it tomorrow. You are too tired. Go back and rest early. See you tomorrow! Good night!" Victor interrupted before Gabrielle could finish her sentence. He then waved at her with a smile on his face.

"Westley, let's go back. I'm so tired." Gabrielle took his hand and shook it, showing a very sleepy look.

"Let's go back." Westley took her hand and went into the building, ignoring Victor's reaction.