The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1083

Yulia was renowned for her boldness and strong-willed nature. Aware of Oakley's wealth, influence, and dual reputation in legal and illicit circles, she feared no one and held a contemptuous attitude toward others, including senior military figures.

"You need to apologize to Ms. Imogen immediately," Oakley whispered urgently.

Pointing at Imogen, Yulia muttered irritably, "Her? Oh, please! If anyone owes an apology, it's her to me."

Oakley wiped his forehead nervously, trembling with anxiety. Everyone's expressions around them darkened visibly. Jasper suppressed his anger, his hands clenched into fists.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Before he could speak, Yulia grumbled, "Jay, you blocked me before understanding everything, and then you terminated our contract. That's just too much."

Mila couldn't shake her worry for Jasper. If he couldn't manage his relationship with Yulia appropriately, it could severely impact his marriage. Concerned that he might not handle it well, Mila intervened. "Ms. Gibson, please respect boundaries. Jasper-"

Her words were abruptly cut short when Yulia snapped, "Excuse me, I'm talking to Jay. Your input isn't needed here."

Mila fell silent, taken aback by Yulia's arrogance. After all, Mila was an elder. It was unbelievable how conceited Yulia could be.

Nathan's face twisted with anger, his hands balled into tight fists, ready to lash out. Mila rested her hand on his fist, silently urging him to hold back. Yulia turned back to Jasper, demanding angrily, "Jay, I'm talking to you."

Jasper burst out in frustration, "I don't need to understand anything. The fact that my wife is upset because of you is reason enough for me to ask you to leave, both from my sight and the company."

Yulia's face reddened with anger. "Jasper, you—"

"This is your last chance to apologize to my wife and her family. If you don't, there'll be consequences," Jasper out her off sharply.

Yulia stomped her foot in frustration. "I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I apologize?"

Humbly, Oakley lowered his head and apologized, "Yulia unintentionally offended Mrs. Morrison. I apologize on her behalf. I truly regret it."

Raising his head, he continued, "However, Gregory's assault and the vandalism at their home have nothing to do with us. The Gibsons would never be associated with such criminal acts."

Yulia's tone grew defiant. "I, Yulia Gibson, have never done anything like that, and I'm not going to apologize."

Lying in his hospital bed, Gregory felt the tension and interjected quickly. "Let's drop it. I don't want to accuse anyone."

"We can't just drop it," Carol and Mila said in unison. They shared a glance, acknowledging their shared understanding. Carol offered an awkward smile.

Mila glanced at Yulia and Oakley, asking, "Do you both honestly believe we're that gullible?"

Oakley smiled ingratiatingly, saying, "Ma'am, your words are too harsh. We genuinely came to see Gregory and apologize for Yulia's mistake that upset Ms. Imogen."

"Mr. Gibson Senior, if you admit your mistake, apologize sincerely, and offer appropriate compensation, we can close this matter. Otherwise, an apology wouldn't suffice if I find anything questionable," Nathan stated sternly.

Oakley, sharp and wary, didn't take the bait. He refused to acknowledge any wrongdoing. Confident in his meticulous approach, he believed he had covered all angles and was sure no one would find anything incriminating.

He approached Gregory's bed, holding out a two-million-dollar check. "Gregory, please accept this as a gift for you and your wife, a gesture to make amends for what happened with Ms. Imogen."

Though the offer seemed like a reparation, Oakley remained steadfast in denying his involvement in any illegal activities.

Gregory cast a nervous glance toward Nathan.