"Derek, Dion, stay outside for a moment. I would like to speak with Mister De Luca in private." Lewis didn't look away from Quentin as he raised a hand.
"Yes, Young Master." Derek bowed before facing Dion. "Third Young Master, let's wait outside."
"Alright," Dion replied, glancing at Lewis as he perched on the chair where Gabriella was sitting down earlier.
Once there's only two of them inside the hospital room, silence reigned. Quentin just stared at Lewis and the latter did the same. Lewis rested his leg over the other, arms crossed while waiting patiently for whatever the other party had to say.
"I see," Quentin let out a ridiculing chuckle while rocking his head lightly. "That's why you broke the deal with us. She's that woman...?"