Chapter 890: Chapter 890

Chapter 890:

“Too late,” Eileen interjected, her voice firm. “I’m handling the wedding. I’ll stay with Grandma and get her opinion on things.”

With that, she grabbed her bag from the dresser and walked out. She definitely wasn’t sleeping here tonight.

Bryan’s mood soured as he lay on the bed, filled with regret. He realized he shouldn’t have made her angry just now.

At lunch, Eileen and Gabriela sat beside Leyla, leaving Bryan to sit next to his daughter. He glanced at Eileen several times, but she completely ignored him.

Meanwhile, Gianna and Conroy were ignored by everyone, left in the corner. They had missed dinner the night before and hadn’t had breakfast that day. If they didn’t eat now, they would be starving until dinner.

Conroy felt he couldn’t hold on anymore, and his stomach rumbled.

Eileen and the others finished their meal and left, leaving a table of leftovers for Conroy and Gianna.

A servant hesitantly asked, “Ms. Vazquez, Mr. Finch, would you like to eat now?”

“Hell no!” Gianna snapped. She had been pampered her whole life and would rather starve than eat someone else’s leftovers.

Although she had shared meals with Leyla and Eileen before, the current situation felt different. It seemed like a deliberate insult.

“Hold on!” Conroy said as the servant started clearing the table. “We’re family. It doesn’t matter who eats first. Let’s not starve ourselves.”

Discover what’s new on gαℓησv𝒆ls․com “No way!” Gianna said, glaring at Conroy. “Take all this away,” she told the servant. “Tell Leyla that if she doesn’t want us to starve, she better let us eat something fresh!”

The servant hesitated, then went to find Leyla. She returned moments later.

She looked at Gianna and Conroy, who were staring at her hopefully, and said, “Mrs. Vazquez says you deserve to starve.”

Conroy was taken aback, nearly choking on his own saliva.

The servant promptly started clearing the table, throwing the leftovers in the trash right in front of Conroy and Gianna.

Gianna’s face turned red. She hadn’t expected that from Leyla. She turned and walked into the living room, the bodyguards surrounding her.

In the dead of night, while the bodyguards slept, a servant tossed two stale pieces of toast through the window. Gianna and Conroy, despite their wounded pride, were famished. They couldn’t resist the food and quickly ate it.

Unbeknownst to them, a security camera with its red light blinking, captured their every move.

In the stillness of the bedroom, Eileen’s phone buzzed incessantly. The screen lit up with a barrage of messages from Bryan.

Eileen put her phone down, raising her eyes to Leyla. “If you’re worried they’ll starve, just give them some food directly. Why are you doing it in secret?”

“You don’t understand,” Leyla said with a smirk. “You’ve got the business smarts, but you don’t know how to deal with snakes. Watch and learn how I handle Conroy and Gianna. Once they’re out for the count, after I’ve dealt with them, Maximo and his people will target your next. That’s when you’ll have to step up and handle them.”

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