Chapter 184 Winning an Argument
A faint smile tugged at Gavin’s lips, but when he saw Helena’s hand resting on another man’s shoulder, a shadow flickered in hiseyes.
“It’s been awhile I didn’t expect to non into you here,” he said, histone courteous and gentlemanly.
Helena’s expression turned sour. “Well, I didn’t want to run into you. I guess I should’ve checked the weather forecast before heading out. What terrible timing.”
Yvette leaned over to Whimey, whispering, “Lawyers more have a sharptongue”
Whitney glanced at hen and quipped, “You’re no slouch yourself.” She still remembered Yvette’s scathing remarks when she had put someone in their place not ton
As whitney shifted her pare, her eyes unintentionally met Noel’s. She pressed her lips together and naked away, pretending the hadn’t seen him.
“So much time has passed, and you’re still mad at
Helena abruptly stood up. There’s nothing to explain. I saw it with my own eyes, and
Gavin medio follow her, but Matthew stepped in, blocking
what I saw.” With that, she turned on herbeel and walked away.
“She doesn’t want to see you chasing after her will only make things we. You won’t be able to explain anything
Gavin raised an evebrew as he looked at the young man blocking his way. “Are you hier new boyfriend?”
The word “new” was delibetate. Gavin had kept tabs on Helena own the years, mare of the revolving door of men in her life–sometimes a new boyfriend every month. He knew he was the prosan she’d been so reckless with her relationships. Naturally, he assumed Matthew was her latest fing
Matthew suddenly te insecte, as if he’d just been called out. After all, he wasn’t amthing to Helena, “I’m not…” he mumbled..
Whitney spoke up “Mr. Tyson, this is my brother Matthew. He recently started interning at Helena’s firm. He may not be her boyfriend, but as a friend, he has every right to speak on her behalf. And who knows? The future is unpredictable.”
Thomas, ovethearing couldn’t help but chocde. He leaned toward Noel and said, “Man, listen to that. No wonder those three are best friends. Each one’s sharper than the last po you think you could ever win an argument with them?”
Gavin tumed hus paze to Whinney “It’s been awhile, Mts, Spencer You’ve changed–you’re not as soft–spoken as you used to be. It seems Mr. Damian indulges his fiancée. He spoils you
He added, with a polite smile still on his face, “I heard you had to postpone your wedding
ig due to health reasons. You seem to be doing much better now. I suppose we’ll be heaping good news soon.
Whitney could easily hear the mockery in his words. “People change, just like you, Mr. Tyson. You used to treat Helena so well, but didn’t you end up burting her? Helena’s my best friend. Of course. I’m going to side with her.”
Hertone left no room fortrendines.
Gavin opened his mouth to reply, but Noel’s voice cut through the air before he could say anything
“You’re in the wrong here, Mr Tyson. It’s best to preserve some dignity for yourself.”
Gavin quddy realized this wasn’t the right time to clarify the misunderstanding. He tumed and said, “I’ll take my leave for now. Please let Helens know that I’ll contact her to explain everything.”
With that, he left Blue Night
hew noticed that Helena had left her mat and bag behind. He picked them up and said, “Whitney, Helena left her things. I’ll take them to her.”
The bar was want, but the air
air outside was chilly, Whitney nodded. “Hurry, and don’t let her catch a cold.
Matthew nodded and left in a hurry.
Thomas glanced at the remaining there and said, “How about another mond?”
Whitney stood, grabbing her coat “it’s getting late. You guys go ahead. I’m heading home.
Yvette saw Whitney leave and got up, “Wait for ine, I’ll leave with you.
Thomas’s eyes lit up with an idea Grabbing Yvette by the ann, he said, “Hold on We still have some things to discuss. ”
“There’s nothing left to discuss!“yette protested, trying to shakur lám letting hier go anytime soon.
Noel stepped closer to Whitney. “I’m heading out too. Let’s leave together.”
“I drove,” Whitney said coolly, histone distant “We’ll leave on our pan
Thomas held firm, dragging her toward another direction. It was clear he wasn’t
She started walking toward the door, her indiference palpable. But the sound of footsteps followed her closely.
“I didn’t drive,” Noel said simply “l’Eride with you.”
