The woman in the black outfit turned her head, her eyes widening as she watched him. She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped, mesmerized by the sheer force of his will. Gabriel’s eyes shut for a moment, and all he could see was his family—Camella and Jessie. The thought of Russell laying a hand on them sent a wave of dread and rage crashing over him.Jarod’s words echoed in his mind. “He’ll kill your family… wipe them out…”“I will end them,” Gabriel muttered under his breath, his voice low and filled with venom. “I swear.”The woman’s eyes widened at his words. Slowly, almost hesitantly, she reached up and pulled off her mask, revealing a stern expression. Her gaze was severe, yet there was something unreadable in her eyes as she stared at him. Her focus drifted lower, to Gabriel’s neck, where a faint glow began to emerge. A symbol—one she hadn’t noticed before—was appearing, illuminating under his skin, spreading along his veins like lightning.She shook her head slowly,

Jarod’s breath hitched. He turned slowly, covering his real eye as tactfully as he could, but he felt it was too late. The truth had slipped out—literally. The hazel contact lens he had been wearing to conceal his natural brown eyes lay on the floor, exposed. Gabriel’s eyes were hazel, and without the lens, his disguise was unraveling. His heart raced as he moved swiftly, casually stepping forward and covering the lens with his foot. “It’s nothing. Just an eyelash or something,” he said, his voice tight, forcing a smile. “Really, Mother, I’m fine.”Marie narrowed her eyes, her confusion deepening. “But your eye color... you’ve never had brown eyes.”Jarod’s mind scrambled for an excuse. “It’s the light in the room,” he said quickly. “Hazel eyes sometimes look brown under certain lighting. You’re probably just seeing the brown tint because of that.”Marie frowned, still not convinced but not pressing the issue. She shook her head, glancing around the room. “If you say so…”“Yes, pleas

Inside the low-illuminated cell, Gabriel jerked up from the chair, his chest heaving as he fought against the restraints. With a fierce growl, he yanked his wrists, the cuffs biting into his skin, drawing blood. He winced, but his determination overpowered the pain. With a final pull, the metal snapped, falling to the ground with a dull clang. Gabriel stood still for a moment, staring down at the broken cuffs in shock. “How did I…?” he whispered to himself, his eyes wide in disbelief. His strength had grown beyond anything he had imagined.But there was no time to dwell on it. He needed to get out. Fast. His family was in danger, and he couldn’t rely on anyone—not Tamara, not anyone else. He had to protect them himself. Without hesitation, Gabriel rushed to the iron door, his heart pounding in his chest.When he reached it, he realized it was locked. “Damn it, Tamara!” He groaned. He had thought she would have left the door unlocked since she set off the set-up X-rays. “I will brea

Louis glanced at Camella before he left. "Do tell Gabriel that I can figure another way for him to have access to what he wants if he’s unable to find the diary." He gave a brief nod and walked out of the bar.Camella stood still, the weight of his words sinking in. Zoe gently tugged her arm. "Come on, let’s get you home."They walked out to Zoe’s truck, and Zoe started the engine. As they drove, Zoe tried to break the silence. “You know, I’m not sure what’s going on with Gabriel, but maybe this diary is important for him. Maybe that’s why he’s been acting so off."Camella stared blankly ahead, her mind consumed with Louis' words. "Why does Gabriel desperately want to take everything from the bank?" The question echoed in her head like a drumbeat.Zoe glanced over, sensing Camella’s distraction. "I’m sure whatever it is, it’s not as bad as you think. Men sometimes get lost in their own world. Maybe he just doesn’t know how to talk to you about it."Camella didn’t respond. "He hid the

Anna laughed, a sharp sound that cut through the tension in the room. "You really thought you could keep Gabriel all to yourself?" she said, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Face it, Camella. He’s getting interested in me. It's only a matter of time before he realizes what he's missing."Camella's fists clenched at her sides, her heart pounding in her chest. "You're delusional, Anna. Gabriel and I—"You and Gabriel?" Anna interrupted, stepping closer, her lips curling into a smirk. "Oh, please. I see the way he looks at me now. The way he’s been distant from you. He needs someone who understands him, not someone who’s constantly questioning his every move."Camella felt her anger rising, but she fought to keep her voice steady. "You're wrong. Gabriel is just... going through something. This won’t last. You’re just a distraction, Anna."Anna chuckled, shaking her head. "You really are funny, Camella. Clinging to false hope. But let me tell you something." She leaned in, her voice drop