Everyone was surprised to see Mr. Bush treating Gabriel with such reverence. It felt as if Gabriel was his earthly god.Cole forced a conversation with Mr. Bush, trying to understand the nature of his relationship with Gabriel. "Mr. Bush, how did you come to know Gabriel? And why do you hold him in such high esteem?"Mr. Bush smiled enigmatically and replied, "Gabriel's reputation precedes him. He's a man of exceptional talent and integrity. But let's focus on the present, shall we?" He deftly brushed off Cole's probing questions.Turning to Mikelson, Mr. Bush continued, "I have a proposition for you. I'd like to offer you a contract for Mass Jewelry. Additionally, I believe Gabriel's wife would make an excellent manager for my new company."Mikelson's eyes widened in surprise, but before he could respond, Gabriel interjected politely, "Thank you, Mr. Bush, but I must decline. My wife is happy with her current endeavors, and I wouldn't want to disrupt that."The room fell silent, and

Feeling out of place, Cole pulled his family to a side. "I can't believe what we're seeing," he muttered, his voice tinged with frustration.His father, equally bewildered, responded, "This is unbelievable. How did Gabriel manage to get such connections?"Cole's mother, still trying to process everything, added, "We underestimated him, clearly. But why would all these influential people be so invested in him?"Cole shook his head. "I don't know, but we need to figure out a way to leave gracefully. This is too much."His father nodded, formulating a plan. "We'll say we have an urgent family matter to attend to. It should be believable enough."They returned to the group, and Cole's father cleared his throat. "I'm afraid we must leave. An urgent family matter has come up, and we need to attend to it immediately."Gabriel saw through the lie but remained silent, his eyes meeting Aliyah's with a knowing look. Just as Cole's family was about to leave, the doorbell rang again. Everyone paus

Cole's family couldn't stand the atmosphere and quickly took their leave, seeing that Cole was unwilling to accept the situation. "Cole, we need to go," his father whispered urgently, pulling him aside. "This isn't our place."Cole frowned. "Dad, I can still make this work. There has to be a way."His mother added, "Cole, listen to your father. We’re clearly out of our league here."Reluctantly, Cole nodded. "Fine, let's go."After they left the house, they climbed into their modest Toyota Camry, feeling the sting of inadequacy as they drove past the luxurious cars in the driveway: a Rolls-Royce Phantom, a Lamborghini Aventador, and a Bentley Bentayga.In the car, Cole's father sighed heavily. "Son, it's time to face reality. Mikelson's family is too high to reach. You can't marry his daughter, Aliyah."Cole clenched his fists. "Dad, there are ways I could leverage their connections. I could get close to Gabriel, learn from him, or even find a way into his business circles."His fath

Mr. Mac's face tightened for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. "Gabriel, I appreciate your directness. However, I urge you to consider the potential here. This isn’t just about business; it’s about creating a legacy that will be remembered for generations."Gabriel admired Mr. Mac's resilience and down-to-earth approach. He couldn’t help but be impressed. "You make a compelling case, Mr. Mac. I will give it serious thought."Mr. Mac leaned in slightly, his tone softening. "Please, Gabriel, consider our proposal as soon as possible. The patriarch holds you and your work in the highest regard. This partnership could redefine the industry standard."Gabriel nodded, his expression thoughtful. "I will. But understand that I need to ensure this aligns with the values and direction of Greenovation Gardens."Mr. Mac smiled, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "That’s all I ask, Gabriel. Thank you for your time and consideration."Gabriel offered a polite smile. "Thank you, Mr. Mac.

Later in the week, Gabriel informed Camella about the upcoming birthday party for the patriarch of the Springfield family. She immediately offered, “Let me get you a suit befitting the occasion, Gabriel. You should look your best.”Gabriel shook his head with a smile. “No need, Camella. I’m going with my simple suit. It’s not about what I wear but who I am.”Camella sighed but nodded, admiring his humility. “Alright, but you better be the most charming man there.”He laughed softly, pulling her into a gentle embrace. “I will do my best. Thank you for always looking out for me.”She squeezed him tightly before stepping back. “You will do great, Gabriel. Just be yourself.”As he prepared to leave, Camella walked him to the door, a mixture of pride and concern in her eyes. “I wish you all the best tonight. Make sure to enjoy yourself.”Gabriel gave her a reassuring smile. “I will. Don’t wait up for me, though. It might be a late night.”She nodded, watching him walk down the driveway. “