Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

As soon as Moses mentioned the name 'Mr. Godfrey', a murderous gaze appeared in Theodore's eyes. He stared at the people tied up on the ground, and it immediately made them feel suffocated. One of the men noticed the change in his expression. He wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth was sealed with duct tape. He couldn't even speak.

No one could understand what he was muttering behind the tape.

"Leave one of them here, and send the rest to the police," Theodore instructed.

"Huh? Leave one behind?" Moses was confused.

Theodore glanced coldly at him, and it sent him trembling. He had no choice but to follow Theodore's orders.

"Collect detailed information on all of them. I want to know every single thing about them," Theodore added. "Yes, sir."

Theodore took a last look at the gang before he left.

They were then thrown into a car like boxes of goods.

The only thing waiting for them was the judgement of law.

The next day. Theodore brought along breakfast and looked for Everleigh. She was just about to head back home after her shift.

Before she walked out of the hospital, she saw him walking over.

She gasped, "Why are you here? It's only five in the morning!"

"I'm here to bring you breakfast, then send you back home. You shouldn't be driving after an exhausting midnight shift."

She was overjoyed to hear his words.

They had breakfast together. The food tasted the same as the meal they had the night before.

She suddenly remembered that her father had once told her that someone's cooking would taste the same no matter if it was breakfast, lunch or dinner. Clearly, the breakfast was prepared by Theodore. She would never forget the taste for the rest of her life.

He sent her back home. "Where are you going next?" Everleigh asked.

"I'll go meet Xavier. There's something I need to sort out with him," he answered.

Her expression froze as she heard Xavier's name. "You're meeting him for..."

"It's something about the company. You have a good rest now. I'll pick you and the children up for dinner later in the evening," he said.

"Alright." She could already picture Adrienne's excited face if she knew they were going out for dinner.

Theodore watched Everleigh enter her home and shut the door. Then, the smile on his face faded away slowly.

He started his car and headed straight to Godfrey Group.

Xavier was holding a meeting with the board of directors that day. Everyone would be there, including Wilson. Xavier looked at the report in front of him unhappily. He then glanced at the sales manager sitting at a side. "Can anyone explain to me the drop in sales revenue by thirty percent this month?" He asked.

The sales manager was wiping cold sweat off his face.

"I..."

"Could it be that someone here isn't satisfied with me being in this position?" Xavier looked around the room.

The coldness in his gaze covered the entire conference room with a layer of mist.

Wilson leaned back in his chair and said, "Well, if someone isn't capable enough to be in their position, there's nothing we can do about it."

"Everyone here knows who is capable and who isn't. Mr. Godfrey, just because you're sitting at this table, it doesn't mean that you have the right to point fingers at me," Xavier retorted coldly. He wasn't planning to show him any respect. Wilson's expression changed, and he glared fiercely at him.

Xavier on the other hand was somehow in a good mood. He enjoyed seeing Wilson having to suppress his anger.

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Xavier was even hoping that Wilson would get a stroke out of anger and die during the meeting.

His excitement became obvious as he thought about it.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the door to the conference room was kicked open.

Everyone turned over to look in that direction.

Seeing that it was Theodore, a hint of anxiety flashed across Wilson's eyes.

"I'm sorry to interrupt the meeting. I have some personal matters to tend to," Theodore said.

"Theodore, you're no longer the president. You can't just crash into the conference room as you wish," one of the directors said in an upset tone.

Theodore sneered. He walked into the conference room and said, "Weren't you against Xavier back then? Why are you speaking in his favor right now? Since when did Godfrey Group hire a two-faced director?" "You..."

"Am I wrong?"

Another director joined in and said, "We were against your decision to leave, but now that Xavier has taken over your position, are you trying to get it back?"

"Didn't I just say that I'm here for some personal matters? Why? Are you interested in it?" Theodore glared sharply at the directors. He found it pointless to respond to their nonsense.

Wilson's gaze turned cold. He had a bad feeling about it all of a sudden.

"I think it'd be best for all of us to opt out of this. It's a personal matter after all, so it's none of our business," he said as he tried to flee the meeting room.

"You're indeed a wise man, Mr. Godfrey, but I think you'd better stay back. Let's hear what Theodore has to say," Xavier replied coldly.

He knew that Theodore was there for Wilson.

Although, he had no idea if he had angered his brother by accident.

All the other directors looked at each other. It seemed that they shouldn't stay any longer.

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Then, they all left the room.

The large conference room became empty within three minutes. Only the three of them were left standing there.

"What personal matters do you have to say? Be quick. Don't affect our meeting," Wilson said.

Theodore sneered. He walked over and sat beside him. "I'm here to ask you something, Mr. Godfrey. What makes you think that you have the right to harm Everleigh?"

Wilson immediately froze. He turned around and asked furiously, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense. Don't you know anything, Mr. Godfrey?" Theodore asked indifferently. However, his gaze was boiling with anger.

If the man in front of him wasn't his father, and if he wasn't rational, he would have already landed a punch on Wilson's face.

Wilson was infuriated.  "How dare you accuse me like that? Do you have any evidence?"

"I knew you would say that." Theodore took out a file and slammed it on the table. "Take a look at this!"

Xavier looked at the both of them in silence.

Wilson deserved it. Out of all the people, he chose to provoke Theodore. He was asking for it.

"It wasn't me," Wilson voiced out without hesitation. He didn't even look at the file.

Theodore clenched his fists after seeing how unbothered he was.

He glared at him like a leopard staring at its prey. He was ready to launch an attack.

"All the evidence is here, how can you still be so stubborn? Mr. Godfrey, why are you so shameless?"

Xavier finally said something. He hated the fact that Wilson was his father. He wanted to slap him badly.

"All the evidence is made up. What wouldn't he do for Everleigh's sake?" Wilson snorted.

"The evidence might be fake, but a witness cannot be faked. Didn't you check with your men, how many of them managed to escape?" Theodore said coldly. His smile sent a chill down Wilson's spine. He was stunned. He hadn't been able to contact them. He definitely wouldn't know how many of them made it out safely.

He already knew that things wouldn't go well when Theodore walked in through the door.