Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

Chapter 183

Wilbur chuckled and said, “Your feelings mean nothing to us. In fact, we might be more upset if you keep harassing us.” Shawn was fuming and was about to explode, but Fabian stopped him and said, “Calm down, Shawn. The cocktail party is about to start, so don’t bother arguing with someone like him. You should remember your status. Faye, I’ve already decided for you. You need to understand that I’m only doing this for your own good. I’m your father, and I wouldn’t do anything to harm you. You’re not a child anymore, so don’t be stubborn and just listen to me.”

After that, Fabian pulled Shawn away and went toward the stage. Pendleton and Fergus were waiting for them. Those two were about to announce the start of the cocktail party.

Wilbur looked at Faye and noticed that she seemed displeased. She seemed rather angry.

Wilbur could not do anything about it. That was her father, after all. What could he possibly do? Beat him up?

“Don’t be upset. I promised you that no one can force you to do anything,” he comforted,

Faye sighed and said, “I know you wouldn’t leave me to my fate. I’m just sad to have a father like that.”

Wilbur did not dare to speak further. It was her family matter, and he did not know what had happened. He wondered why Faye hated her father so much.

He felt like it was not his place to interfere. After all, Fabian Yves might end up being his father–in–law one day.

by

did he even start having

her to frown, and

Wilbur laughed it off.

front of a microphone

bright future of the industrial park and how it solved the economic and employment concerns in Seechertown. It was his great achievement, after all.

he introduced Fergus Long of the Commerce

was a board member of Pride Corp. Fabian was also the director of the Electronics Industrial

the speech as a form of

was

their glasses for

elites in the business circle who exuded

big shots could lead to a billion–dollar deal. It was money that

Wilbur felt inspired.

two entirely different worlds. Elites made money by simple decisions, where a few words could result in fortunes worth