Chapter 1362:
Jeffry understood better than anyone the uphill battle Wesley was about to face.
“You’re with Elena now,” Jeffry asked, “but how are Gerald and the rest of the Spencer family handling it? Can you promise Elena won’t end up mistreated or in anyone’s crosshairs?”
The look Wesley gave him was sharp as steel, his gaze unwavering. “Of course. Elena means everything to me. She’s not just my girlfriend—she’s the woman I plan to marry. No one else can come between us.” He vowed to protect her, no matter the cost.
Jeffry needed no further convincing after hearing Wesley’s conviction. Given Wesley’s status and the weight he carried, keeping Elena safe within the Spencer family seemed well within reach.
Ellis stayed expressionless. “Anyone can talk a big game. What proof do you have that you’re devoted to Elena?”
Wesley’s answer came without hesitation. “I’ll sign over all my shares and every asset I own to Elena. If I ever break her trust, it all becomes hers.”
The Harper men sat in stunned silence.
As the richest family in Klathe, the Spencers—led by Wesley—controlled more wealth than the city’s other dynasties combined. Yet here was Wesley, willing to hand it all over to Elena.
Louis, who had been spoiling for a fight just minutes ago, suddenly found himself at a loss for words. With Wesley offering up his fortune, what was left to argue about?
One thought lingered: how had Elena inspired this kind of unwavering devotion?
Louis had always feared Elena might fall for the wrong man, but now he had to wonder who had truly fallen harder. Anyone looking at Wesley would see a man hopelessly in love.
Lined up like judges, the Harper men sat together, each one tossing a question Wesley’s way.
Noticing how the air thickened with tension, Jolie decided it was time to intervene. “Alright, that’s enough. Elena, why don’t you and Wesley go stretch your legs? Alexander, you’re on kitchen duty with me.”
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With those words, Jolie whisked Alexander out, leaving the others to their own devices.
A sly grin broke across Louis’s face as he leaned in. “Wesley already knows this place well. Wandering around might be a bit dull. How about a round of cards instead?” There was a glint of mischief dancing in his eyes.
Jeffry and Ellis exchanged glances. They both understood that Louis was hatching a little scheme to make Wesley lose big.
Cool as ice, Jeffry slipped his hands into his pockets and said, “Count me in.”
Ellis just nodded. “I’m game.”
Wesley saw no reason to refuse, so he nodded in agreement.
Without further discussion, the group migrated to the recreation room, Louis snatching the best seat before anyone else could.
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