Gabriel realized it would be inconvenient not to have a car to pick up his daughter, so he went to the car dealership to buy one. Gabriel strolled into the car dealership, scanning the rows of gleaming vehicles with a sense of anticipation. Before he could make his way to the sales desk, he was intercepted by Fredrick, the sharp-tongued salesman notorious for his snarky comments."Well, well, well, look who's here," Fredrick remarked with a smirk, eyeing Gabriel up and down. "Back for another round of window shopping?"Gabriel raised an eyebrow, unimpressed by Fredrick's sarcasm. "Actually, I'm here to buy a car."Fredrick's smirk widened into a sneer. "Buy a car? With what, pocket lint?"Gabriel ignored Fredrick's jab, his expression remaining impassive. "I'm here to buy a car, not to discuss my financial status with you," he retorted calmly, his tone firm.Fredrick scoffed, a smirk playing on his lips. "Buying a car, huh? With what money?" he taunted, crossing his arms.Gabriel's e

Gabriel's patience wore thin as the saleswomen continued to belittle him. Their taunts grated on his nerves, but he remained composed, refusing to let their disrespect affect him.The saleswoman remarked, "Look at this one, thinking he can afford a car from our dealership.""Yeah, like he has ever set foot in a place like this before,” another saleswoman jabbed. Gabriel was relentless. "I'm here to make a purchase, not to be insulted by your assumptions." "Oh, lighten up. We're just having a bit of fun,” the saleswoman jested. Gabriel was irked further. "Fun at whose expense? If you're not going to assist me, I'll take my business elsewhere."The other saleswoman remarked recklessly. "Fine by us. We only cater to serious buyers here."Gabriel's jaw clenched in frustration, but he maintained his dignity.Gabriel remained determined to purchase a car despite the dismissive attitude of the saleswomen. When they continued to ignore him, an intern saleswoman stepped forward, offering he

Camella lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, her mind swirling with frustration and anger. She knew she needed to address the situation with Mark, but she needed time to gather her thoughts and plan her next move. With a heavy sigh, she picked up her phone and dialed her supervisor."Hi, it's Camella," she said, her voice slightly hoarse from the stress of the situation. "I'm not feeling well today, so I won't be able to come in."Her supervisor expressed concern and wished her a speedy recovery before ending the call. Camella lay back on her pillow, feeling a mix of relief and misgiving.Meanwhile, at the Wellington Group's office, Mark and his subordinate, Emily, a seductive woman, went for a meeting with the project manager of the Wellington Group. As they settled into their seats, the project manager inquired about Camella, whom he had arranged the meeting with.Mark's expression darkened, and he shook his head disapprovingly. "Unfortunately, Camella won't be joining us today," he r

Gabriel finalized the purchase of the car and left for the company with it. Andrei whistled appreciatively as Gabriel pulled into the Baigh company parking lot in his sleek new car. "Wow, Gabriel, that's a sweet ride you've got there," he exclaimed, admiring the shiny exterior.Gabriel grinned, enjoying the attention. "Thanks, Andrei. I just picked it up recently."Andrei walked closer, running his hand along the smooth surface. "Looks brand new to me. Must have set you back a pretty penny."Gabriel chuckled, playing along. "Actually, it's secondhand. Got a good deal on it."Andrei raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Second hand? No way. This looks too good to be secondhand."Gabriel shrugged, still grinning. "Well, you know how it is. Sometimes you just get lucky."Andrei nodded, impressed. "Well, lucky you. It's a beauty, regardless." "Thanks, Andrei," Gabriel said, flashing a grateful smile. "I got a good deal on it, didn't spend much."Andrei chuckled. "Well, it looks like a million

As the general manager hesitated to respond to their demands, Mark's impatience boiled over, and he slammed his fist on the table. "This is outrageous! Send him away, now!"But before the general manager could utter a word, Mark and the chief security officer unleashed a barrage of insults at Gabriel, their voices rising with each word.Gabriel, weary of their incessant clamor, finally spoke up, his tone cutting through the chaos like a knife. "Enough! Your incessant noise is disrupting this meeting. Let me make one thing clear: I am not here to be belittled by the likes of you."The chief security officer recoiled at Gabriel's sharp words, momentarily stunned into silence. Gabriel's gaze bore into him with a steely resolve, challenging him to speak up again.The general manager's support for Gabriel sent shockwaves through the room, but Mark remained defiant, refusing to back down. "This is outrageous! You can't possibly condone his behavior," Mark spat, his face contorted with anger.