Sebastian replied, “Yeah. We were planning to have dinner with you and then take you home.” As he spoke, his tone softened without him realizing it.

Abigail let out a soft “mm,” unwrapped the cake, and nibbled on it. It was sweet without being heavy and actually tasted great.

Sebastian kept his eyes on the road and asked casually, “Did your coworkers like the gifts you brought them?”

Abigail replied, “They loved them. Thanks for reminding me to get something for them.”

Money wasn’t an issue for her now, and she didn’t mind spending a little to make her day-to-day interactions at work smoother.

“No need to be so polite with us,” Sebastian said, his voice tinged with a smile.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Sebastian led Abigail into the private dining room they had reserved. But the moment they stepped inside, they saw Daniella, Christian, and Stephen were there.

Daniella jumped up the second she saw them. Her voice carried a hint of awkwardness as she said, “Chris and I were just here for dinner. We didn’t expect to run into Grandpa and Mr. Judson.”

As she spoke, her eyes kept drifting toward Sebastian. She could tell he had just wrapped up something important, dressed in a sharp suit, tall and effortlessly reserved. Even she had to admit that no woman could resist that kind of charm.

Catching Daniella sneaking peeks at Sebastian made Abigail feel restless and annoyed, but she kept her expression as frosty as ever.

Abigail walked over and took a seat beside her grandfather, asking, “What kind of business are you discussing with Ren, Grandpa? Is there anything I can help with?”

Wyatt waved her off. “No need. Just focus on doing what makes you happy. Oh, and I’ll be transferring you some allowance at the end of the month. Give me your new card.” As he said it, his eyes were locked on Christian.

Christian was the one managing all the out-of-state companies, more than a dozen subsidiaries in total, so Wyatt rarely handled things himself.

But when Wyatt checked the accounts recently, he discovered that Abigail’s monthly allowance card only had five thousand dollars on it, while Daniella’s reached nearly three million dollars.

To make matters worse, Wyatt found out that Abigail hadn’t received a single cent during her three years in prison. The money only started coming in after she returned to Gibson Villa. Even then, the total on the card hadn’t reached thirty thousand dollars.

Abigail barely spent any of it. The most she ever withdrew was a thousand dollars. The rest of the time, it was just a couple bucks here and there, probably to buy snacks. In fact, she had stopped using the card entirely three years ago.

When Wyatt found all this out, he locked himself in his office and cried the entire morning. He mused, ‘Oh, my poor girl… What kind of hell was she living through at Gibson Villa?’

Christian’s expression darkened, and he quickly jumped in. “At first, each of them was supposed to get two million dollars, but back then Dani-”

Stephen cut him off, “Right, Daniella was in a bad mood, so you just handed her the whole allowance.”

He sneered and went on. “So, being in a bad mood gets you two million dollars in pocket money? No one had it better than her. Still had the nerve to fake depression.”

Daniella’s eyes immediately turned red. Sitting there in front of Sebastian and Warren, she looked like she wanted to disappear.

Wyatt’s face turned grim, and his voice grew cold as he said, “That’s enough. Let’s not air our family’s dirty laundry.”

Turning around, he handed the menu to Abigail and said to Sebastian next to her, “You two go ahead and order whatever you like. Dinner is on me tonight, so go wild.”

Chapter 157

“Thank you, Mr. Wyatt Gibson,” Sebastian smiled and nodded.

Warren was holding the menu and smiling at Abigail and Sebastian when James walked in.

Noticing the number of people in the private dining room, James let out a surprised “Huh?” before walking up with a cheerful grin to greet Wyatt.

“Oh, Mr. Wyatt Gibson,” James said, “I was in such a rush I didn’t have time to prepare anything proper. I had someone send this over last minute. Apparently, it’s good for blood pressure. Be sure to take it when you get home.”

It turned out that he hadn’t followed them in earlier because he was busy getting Wyatt some supplements.

“You didn’t have to do that, really… It’s just dinner, not a special occasion,” Wyatt quickly tried to turn it down.

But James placed the package next to Wyatt and slid into the seat beside Sebastian.

James said, “This was actually for my dad, but he’s got low blood pressure and can’t take it. You would really be doing me a huge favor by taking it.

“Besides, this stuff wasn’t cheap. I had an expert make it, and you can’t find it at any regular pharmacy.”

Before Wyatt could respond, James went on. “And Seb asked me about it just for Abby, you know. So really, it’s kind of from her.”

Wyatt immediately turned to Abigail, eyebrows raised in surprise.

Her face warmed, but she kept her tone steady. “Don’t listen to him… But since it’s already here, you might as well keep it. I’ll write them a few more programs later as thanks. You can consider that a thank-you on your behalf, Grandpa.”

A smile slowly spread across Wyatt’s face. “Well, if you put it like that, Abby… I would be rude to say no.”