Phillip looked at her limp form, not entirely convinced. Yet he would recede his decision for now at the very least. Gripping his phone, he canceled the call he was to make before slipping in the device back into his pocket. "First off, you're not stupid. You just really care alot. Like, a bunch. And until you get better, I won't make any hasty choices. I'll see what you want me to do, ok?"

At that moment, Phillip turned to see a new face enter into the room. An old man who was apparently accompanying Ariel. At once, Phillip's eye widened just a little as he instantly recognized the CEO. "Yes, I know who you are Mr. Ravenwood. You must be Amy's grandfather then? She never told me the two of you were related." His gaze lingered on Amy for just a little longer before turning back.

 "While I do appreciate the valor you have in visiting your granddaughter, I must ask you refrain from giving me any sort of advice concerning businesses. My family has done just fine without you."

Ariel flinched, eyes darting nervously. It was quite rare for Phillip to be in such a negative mood, but when he did become cold, he was the spitting image of his father.