Listening to the chatter around her, Elodie just let out a scoff.
All the effort she’d put into the Reeves family had made them a fortune big enough to feed these people and their descendants for three lifetimes.
Ungrateful, every one of them.
At that moment, Griffin stood up. As soon as they saw him, fear flickered across their faces.
Noticing Griffin’s scowl, Elodie reached out and grabbed his arm. “Sit down.”
Griffin frowned, clearly not wanting to back down.
The way these people treated Elodie, they deserved nothing less than his wrath!
“I said, sit down.”
Elodie’s voice turned icy, and Griffin finally dropped his murderous glare.
Aunt Shannon chimed in, “Elodie, I don’t mean to be harsh, but you should really get yourself a proper secretary. This Griffin, who knows where you found him, looks like trouble. Keeping him around could bring disaster to the Reeves family.”
“That’s my business, Aunt Shannon. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t meddle,” Elodie replied, her tone cool. “If the Reeves family has lost money, I’ll make up for it. We don’t keep strangers here, so you can leave the way you came. Don’t make me call for security—it’ll be embarrassing for everyone.”
“You…”
Aunt Shannon’s face twisted in anger, but seeing Elodie’s promise to repay, she continued, “Since Ms. Reeves has agreed to repay, you should give us a timeline. Or do you expect us to wait forever?”
Elodie’s gaze turned cold as she looked at Aunt Shannon. “And when do you suggest I repay?”
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