She Left?

Dinner was served shortly after.

 

Seeing the delicious food on the table, Everett suddenly felt glad to be alive, as though he'd survived some great calamity.

 

"Tobias, book me the earliest available flight tomorrow," Everett said blandly.

 

Tobias exchanged glances with Will and the others, then cautiously lowered his head. "Young Master, that person… wasn't joking. If you stay with Miss Wilson, I'm afraid—"

 

"Are you out of your mind? Since when is it your place to meddle in my business?" Everett's voice abruptly turned icy, sending chills through the air. Will shrank back, not daring to speak.

 

Tobias shot Will a cold look. "Young Master, please reconsider carefully!"

 

"Very well, your salary and bonuses for the next two months are suspended. Will, you book the flight for me."