Wilbur was just wondering what to say in response to Fayeâs father, who was being nothing but demanding and arrogant. He sw Faye come in, and scrambled to say, âFaye! Your dadâs here.â
Faye jumped, and then her expression turned cold. âWhat are you doing here?â
âWhat? Canât I visit my own daughter?â Fabian scowled as well.
Wilbur did not know what to say. It did not seem like the two got along well at all.
Faye said, âIâm fine. I donât need you to visit me to mind your own business.â
âWhatâs the meaning of that? What the hell did I do?â Tabian furned.
Faye was positively furious. âWhat do you think?â
Wilbur scrambled to pat Fayeâs back, sitting her down on the couch. âDonât be rash. Letâs talk this out.â
He had never expected Fayeâs father to show up, and for the encounter to be so aggressive
Faye sat down, turning her face to the side.
Fabian put out his cigarette with a frown. âYouâre not getting any younger and you know that. I found you someone in Howl City, the son of Romer Joering from Pride Corp. You can meet with him in the next two days and get the engagement sertled.â
Faye smirked. âHah! Youâre hilarious, you really are. When was my love life ever your business? Worry about yourself, please.â
Youâre my daughter! Who else am I supposed to worry about?â Fabian said, his tone uncharacteristically gentle all of a
sudden.
Faye sneered âDid you worry about Mom? You were living it up in Endler Province when she was sick. Do you think I have forgotten that? Do you know how we got through those times? Took you a little long to think of me, didnât it?â
Watch your tone!â Fabian slammed the table, painting at Faye. âWould our family even have an ounce of the success and power we do now If I hadnât worked hard abroad?â
âThatâs your power and your success. I have nothing to do with It, and sacrificing myself for your gain is the last thing Iâll do. Forget about it!â Faye shouted in response.
Wilbur was positively sweating at the conversation. This conversation alone could be made into a full drama episode.
Fabianâs brows were tightly furrowed, and his chest heaved as he glowered at Faye
A while later, he took a deep breath and said, âIâve made my mind up. Youâre meeting the guy in two days. Danât even think about going against it. You donât quite have the right to do that yet.â
Upon saying that, he turned to leave.
Faye got to her feet and shouted after him, âIn your f*cking dreams!â
Wilbur hurried after Fabian. âLet me send you out,
Mister Yves.â
He walked Fabian to the door. There was a luxury car parked outside, with a chauffeur waiting with the door open.
Fabian walked up to the car, and Wilbur stond awkwardly behind him.
Fabian barely looked at Wilbur, merely saying, âIâm telling you, no one dares to go against my word. Youâre leaving my daughter unless you want to get yourself killed. My daughter deserves nothing less than the best of the best, Gin; it?â
Wilbur was pretty annoyed at being talked to like this, but he smiled anyway on Fayeâs account. âHey, how would you lunow Iâm not the best of the best?â
Fabian practically stared daggers into Willar. âYou piece of shit. Go ahead and try. Weâll see if you survive this.â
He put into the car after that, and the chauffeur drove them away.
Wilbur sighed, shaking his head as he returned to the house.
Faye was still on the couch, tears flowing down her face. That was the first time Wilbur had ever seen Faye cry, and he panicked at the sight. âoh, please donât cry. You can tell me anything.â
Faye sniffled, flashing a weak smile. âItâs all in the past now, I donât really want to talk about it.â
âOh, thatâs fine too.â Wilbur nodded sympathetically.
Faye said, âBoss, Iâm not going to agree to this.â
âWell, thatâs up to you. Itâs your choice,â Wilbur said, his tone awkward and guilty.
Faye looked at Wilbur. âReally? Are you sure this has nothing to do with it at all?â