Kiara and her boyfriend, Francis, stood in a corner of the hall, their expressions sour as they watched Gabriel and Camella make their grand entrance. The couple drew the room's attention, their presence radiating confidence and elegance. Kiara couldn't hide her bitterness."Look at them," she seethed. "Gabriel and his perfect wife, stealing the spotlight."Francis, however, barely listened. His gaze was fixed on Camella, who looked absolutely stunning in her emerald green gown. He was mesmerized by her elegance and poise."Francis, are you even listening to me?" Kiara snapped, noticing his distraction."Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm listening," he replied, quickly tearing his eyes away from Camella. "I was just...checking out how different Gabriel looks."Kiara followed his gaze, tracing it back to Camella. Her eyes narrowed. "You're not looking at Camella, are you?" she accused.Francis shook his head, feigning innocence. "No, really, I was just noticing how much Gabriel changed. That suit, it

Gabriel noticed Mike's downcast look and decided to ask, "Mike, are you working anywhere right now?"Mike shook his head, sighing. "No, Gabriel. After everything that happened, it's been impossible to find a stable job."Gabriel reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. "Let's exchange contacts. I might have an opportunity for you soon."Mike’s eyes widened with a glimmer of hope. "Really? That would be amazing, Gabriel."As they exchanged numbers, Gabriel continued, "I’m in the process of acquiring a company, and I will need someone I trust to help manage it."Mike stared at Gabriel in disbelief. "You’d trust me with that, after everything?"Gabriel nodded firmly. "Absolutely. I know your capabilities, Mike. Despite what you've been through, you’re resilient and dedicated."A mixture of gratitude and determination flashed across Mike's face. "Thank you, Gabriel. I won’t let you down."Gabriel smiled reassuringly. "I know you won’t. We’ll talk more about this after the reunion

Meanwhile, across the room, Camella continued to watch Gabriel, pride evident in her eyes. She had always admired his dauntless spirit. Part of her wanted to go over and give him an appreciation kiss, but she held herself back, simply smiling.But Gabriel remained calm, his presence commanding respect. Camella’s smile grew as she watched him handle the situation with grace. Gabriel’s confidence and humility were reshaping the atmosphere, turning skepticism into reluctant admiration. Though it was what it seemed like for, in no time, the classmates sitting at the common table began to murmur among themselves, their earlier mockery giving way to grudging respect. However, Kiara, still feeling bothered, decided to approach Camella and seized the moment. "Camella," she said, her voice dripping with false concern, "why don’t you call Gabriel back here? He doesn’t belong at the main table, and it's embarrassing."Camella's smile faltered slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. "

As they left, Kiara's anger bubbled over. She had come to this reunion to see Gabriel humiliated, but instead, he had walked out with his head held high, leaving the others to ponder their own pettiness. Her plan had backfired spectacularly.In the hallway, Camella squeezed Gabriel's arm. "You handled that perfectly," she said softly.Gabriel smiled down at her. "Thank you. It's important to remember that the opinions of others don't define us."Mike, inspired by Gabriel's words and actions, felt a newfound resolve. "I don't know what I would have done without your support tonight," he admitted.Gabriel clapped him on the shoulder. "That's what friends are for, Mike. Now, let's focus on moving forward and building something better.”As Gabriel, Camella, and Mike left the hotel premises, they encountered Mr. Rhinold, a reputable senior official in the government and Benson's boss. Mr. Rhinold, who had dined with Gabriel a few days prior, spotted Gabriel from a distance and approached w

As Gabriel and Camella each entered their own cars and drove away, their former classmates were left in stunned silence, their worlds thoroughly shaken."Did you see that?" someone gasped. "They each have their own cars!""Unbelievable," another murmured. "We've been completely deceived."Kiara's jaw dropped as she watched the two cars disappear into the night. She was so stunned that she couldn't close her mouth until Francis nudged her, forcing her to snap it shut."This can not be real," Kiara muttered, still in shock. "It must be a lie or a dream."Francis, trying to make sense of the situation himself, pinched her lightly. "It's not a dream, Kiara. It's real. Look at them go."Kiara shook her head, more bewildered than ever. "Who is Gabriel, really? We thought he was just... insignificant."Francis, attempting to rationalize what they had seen, foolishly suggested, "Maybe it's all an act. Camella is well-off and considerate. Perhaps she rented that car for Gabriel, just to make h