Chapter 880
His succinct explanation caused Conroy to inhale sharply in shock. He nudged Gianna and asked, “Did I hear that right?”
Gianna snapped back to reality, turned to Conroy, and questioned, “Is this Mr. Dawson fake? How could such a powerful person be like this?”
It was clear that standing within the court’s family was second only to Eileen.
“What are you talking about?” Conroy grew irritated. “He is the real Mr. Dawson. Why didn’t you tell me before that you had met him?”
“I didn’t know before he was Mr. Dawson,” Gianna replied, frustrated that Conroy was blaming her. But she knew now was not the time to argue with him. She forced a smile and said, “Mr. Dawson, we’re family. I’m your aunt-in-law, and Conroy is your father-in-law. This has all been a misunderstanding. It’s late now. You should get some rest. We can talk more tomorrow.”
“It is indeed late.” Bryan glanced at his watch and released Eileen, saying, “Go to sleep. I’ll talk to them.”
Gianna was left speechless. Trying to lighten the mood, Conroy jokingly said, “Mr. Dawson, we’re old and can’t stay up late. Let’s go to bed now and continue this discussion in the morning. What do you think?”
With a frown, Bryan gently pinched Eileen’s chin, pulling her back from her daze. “You can go back to sleep now,” he said. His voice was low and soothing, a stark contrast to the noises of the fight outside.
Despite the simplicity of Bryan’s words, they left Conroy feeling disoriented.
“Can’t you tougher it out?” Gianna snapped. “Why are you so intimidated by him? He’s your daughter’s husband!”
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“You don’t understand his influence in the business world. If we provoke him, he could easily ruin VQ Group,” Conroy replied. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he desperately tried to find a solution.
Eileen turned her attention outside and noticed a line of bodyguards in suits, adjusting their attire—they were all brought by Bryan. Conroy and Gianna, once arrogant, now seemed deflated.
“Then I’ll go to bed first. Please keep your voices down. Gabriela has already fallen asleep,” Eileen said to Bryan.
“Go ahead,” Bryan responded.
Eileen then turned and walked back to Leyla’s bedroom. Since Eileen had left, Leyla had been anxious. She had changed her clothes and was stepping outside to check on the situation. Relieved to see Eileen return, Leyla grabbed her hand, pulling her inside.
“These two are ambitious. It seems you’ve backed them into a corner. Don’t confront them directly. We can endure for now and choose the right moment later to teach them a lesson…” Leyla advised in a hushed tone, fearing Eileen might risk her life by challenging Conroy and Gianna.
Eileen understood how Leyla had managed to survive all these years under the same roof with such ruthless people. Leyla was clearly good at enduring these kinds of challenges.
“Grandma, don’t worry. Bryan is here now. He will handle Conroy and Gianna,” Eileen reassured her.
Leyla was taken aback. She furrowed her brow and asked, “Your husband is here?”