Chapter 17 Not a WhatsApp Glitch-You Got Blocked! Chapter 17 Not a WhatsApp Glitch-You Got Blocked! Gavin's heart lurched at Wayne's words. Violet had been scalded too? He vaguely recalled seeing her neck slightly red in the office earlier that day. He hadn't thought much of it, just a passing glance. If it was true, why hadn't she said anything? "Wayne, the video doesn't show Luna splashing anyone," Clara said with an awkward laugh, instinctively defending her daughter. She'd noticed Byron's face darken after Wayne's comment, and she feared Luna would take the blame. Though adopted. Luna had been raised like a princess-until that incident years ago, when Byron caught wind of it and forced them to send her abroad. Gavin's brows knit tightly. "Uncle, Cora's always had it out for Violet. Luna just got caught in their mess. Isn't it a bit much to pin this on her?" He didn't like the questioning edge in Wayne's tone, and a strange irritation flared in his chest. So. Violet hadn't told him just to tattle to his uncle? Classic lawyer move-scheming as hell! Gavin couldn't stand her headstrong attitude. It grated on him. Wayne's expression sharpened, his gaze flicking to his nephew with a knowing intensity that made Gavin uneasy. "Gavin, after seeing that video, shouldn't your first concern be your fiancée?" Gavin faltered. "I..." Nathan cut him off brusquely. "Enough, Gavin. You screwed this up! Violet's your fiancée, set to be your wife in two weeks. How are you the last to know she was hurt?" "If your uncle hadn't brought it up, how long would it have taken you to figure it out?" Tomorrow, you're inviting Violet to dinner here, and you and Luna are apologizing to her!" Gavin's voice shot up. "Dad, why the hell should I?" Byron slammed his palm on the table, his voice booming. "Because she's your future wife!" Gavin's face flushed red, then pale. Luna's did too. After Violet's trade earlier, the thought of seeing her tomorrow-and apologizing-made Luna's stomach churn. Her fingers dug into her palms, her lips bloodless. Gavin caught her distress, his heart aching again. Clara, knowing her son too well, feared he'd say something to anger Byron further. She shot him a warning look. "Gavin, do as your dad says." Gavin took a deep breath, muttering, "Fine, I got it." The storm settled, for now. Byron huffed. "Gavin, don't you owe your uncle a thank you? Without him, what would you do?" Gavin wanted to spit blood. He pressed his lips tight, grudgingly saying, "Thanks, Uncle." 13.3% Wayne sipped his tea, his voice cool. "No need. A half-hearted thank you's a waste of breath. Heh, I've been gone five years, and it seems some things really have changed." With that, he stood, long legs carrying him upstairs. Byron snorted and followed. Nathan waited until they were gone before laying into his son. "Gavin, you better reflect on this! You're bold enough to cross your uncle now?" He stormed off too. Clara, worried Gavin wouldn't take it seriously, called Violet herself. Gavin lowered his gaze to Luna. "Luna, I'm sorry you're getting dragged through this." Luna shook her head softly. "Gavin, I got you in trouble again." He didn't care about the scolding-what bothered him was how the family treated Luna. And his irritation with Violet grew sharper. "Tomorrow, I'll be there. She won't bully you." Gavin ruffled Luna's sleek hair fondly. "You want to break into the entertainment world, right? I've got the best team lined up to craft a debut album just for you. Consider it my apology for these past couple days, okay?" Luna's gloom vanished, her eyes sparkling like stars. "Really, Gavin?" "Absolutely." Gavin smiled, his gaze softening. "Everyone's gonna see how amazing you are, Luna. Everyone's gonna love you." Clara called Violet, inviting her to dinner at the Braxton Villa tomorrow, but Violet had a business dinner with Victor and the Braxton Group, so she declined. Clara, unusually persistent, rescheduled for the day after, and Violet couldn't say no. In Byron's study, Nathan spoke up. "Wayne, don't be mad at that brat. I'll whip him into shape." Wayne nodded slightly, his face unreadable. "Nathan, I'm not wasting energy getting mad at a kid." "But Gavin's getting reckless. Everything should follow decorum and principle. I don't want outsiders badmouthing the Braxtons. You get me, right?" Nathan, twelve years Wayne's senior, felt like the younger brother in his presence. "Absolutely, Wayne, I'll keep an eye on him." Clara brought tea in for the Braxton men. "Byron, Wayne, I just called Violet. She's got a work dinner tomorrow, so we set it for the day after." "Good," Byron said. Wayne's expression stayed neutral, though his brow twitched slightly. He stood, his voice light. "Dad, Nathan, Clara, I've got another meeting, so I'll head out. I'll be back for dinner the day after. Tomorrow's off." Byron had hoped to talk about Wayne's matchmaking prospects, but Wayne was already slipping away. He waved him off. "Go on, but go easy on the drinks at those meetings. Bad for your stomach." Wayne gave a slight bow. "Got it, Dad." ملمسلكس 13.6% Chapter 17 Not a WhatsApp Glitch-You Got Blocked! Violet buried herself in research on the Braxton Group. Securing the proxy contract for Monarch Law on this acquisition case wasn't going to be easy. Tomorrow's dinner was with Tony Hart, the project lead and a VP from the Braxton Group's overseas branch, brought back by Wayne himself-a real heavy hitter. Tony's reputation was all business, no nonsense, but Violet hadn't met him, so she felt a bit uneasy. Still, if things went south, Victor would have her back. Violet prepped antacids and stomach meds-tomorrow's dinner was bound to involve some serious drinking! Back in his room, Gavin's thoughts drifted to Violet's burn. After hesitating, he decided to swallow his pride and send her a message. How's the burn on your neck doing?] But the message wasn't sent-the send button next to the input field was gray. He tapped her profile, and it was completely blank. Gavin's brow furrowed. He screenshotted it and tossed it into his rich-kid group chat. Is WhatsApp down? Can you guys get my messages?] The chat, buzzing moments ago, went dead silent. Was it really broken? Until one guy timidly replied: [Gavin, it's not a WhatsApp Glitch. Looks like she blocked you.] javin froze. locked? Violet had the nerve to block him? 14.49 (0) (0)