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
Gabriel approached Mr. Rhinold at the hotel's restaurant, and upon knowing he wanted to discuss with him, Mr. Rhinold's face lit up with a warm smile. "Gabriel, that's good. Please, have a seat."Gabriel settled into the chair across from him. "Thank you, Mr. Rhinold. I wanted to discuss something important with you."Before Gabriel could continue, Mr. Rhinold expressed his gratitude. "First, I must thank you for that wonderful dinner the other night. It was quite an experience. Also, the Technology Park construction project is progressing well under your guidance."Gabriel nodded, acknowledging the compliment. "I'm glad to hear that. However, there's an issue I need to address. Regarding the Greenovation Gardens Technology Park construction, I must ask that you exclude Benson from participating."Mr. Rhinold raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Did something happen?"Gabriel's expression remained composed, but his tone was cryptic. "It seems that your subordinate has bitten off more than h
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
Mr. Rhinold sighed, shaking his head slightly. “It's someone you underestimated and disrespected," he said cryptically. "He's not someone you can just push around."Benson's mind raced back to the earlier confrontation. The realization hit him hard. "Gabriel?" he muttered, almost to himself. "But he was just—""He's a man of significant influence, more than you could imagine," Mr. Rhinold cut in sharply, though not wanting to admit it was Gabriel. "You should have known better, Benson. Your actions have consequences."Desperation crept into Benson's voice. "Please, Mr. Rhinold, I can fix this. Let me talk to him. I will apologize and make amends. Just give me a chance."Mr. Rhinold gave him a long, measured look. "It's too late, Benson. The decision is final. Learn from this and be more careful about whom you choose to cross in the future."With that, Mr. Rhinold entered his car and drove away, leaving Benson standing there, a mixture of disbelief and regret etched on his face. The we
Fredrick took an entire day to muster the courage to tell his father about Gabriel's offer. When he finally did, his father's face turned crimson with rage. "You did what?" his father shouted, his hand trembling with the urge to strike Fredrick. "You told me you hadn't offended anyone important!""I didn't know, Dad," Fredrick stammered. "I had no idea Gabriel was such a big shot. I still can't believe it."His father stared at him in disbelief. "How could you be so blind? Gabriel, a big person? What nonsense is this?"Fredrick sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. "Actually he's the CEO of Baigh Group. Though maybe he was assigned to take over the company and now he's using that power to get back at me. But... I think he has even greater connections than we realize."His father's eyes blazed with fury. "And you just agreed to sell the company for 10 million? A company worth hundreds of millions?""I tried, Dad," Fredrick replied, his voice strained. "I really did. But Gabri
With the transaction completed, Gabriel wasted no time in getting to work. He immediately began the process of rebuilding the company, wasting no time in putting his plans into action. Fredrick and his father watched in amazement as Gabriel effortlessly took charge and set the wheels in motion for the company's revival.As they stood there, stunned by Gabriel's swift actions, Fredrick's father couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. On one hand, there was relief that the sale had been completed without any hiccups. On the other hand, there was a sense of resignation as they watched Gabriel take control of what was once their family's legacy.But amidst the whirlwind of emotions, there was also a glimmer of hope. With Gabriel at the helm, there was a chance for the company to rise from the ashes and thrive once again.Meanwhile, Camella and Samantha arrived at the meeting with the project's cooperation partner, Mr. Drake, who greeted them warmly (he was actually from Brock's family).
Enraged by Samantha's defiance, Mr. Drake tightened his grip on her jaw, his eyes blazing with anger. "You interfering fool! You had the audacity to spit on me? That's the last thing you'll ever do with that mouth," he snarled, before delivering a brutal punch to her face.Samantha reeled from the blow, but her spirit remained unbroken. "You think you can intimidate me? You won't do anything to me," she spat back, her voice steady despite the pain.Mr. Drake smirked, his expression a twisted mix of amusement and menace. "You could have saved yourself, lady. Instead, you chose to protect Camella. Such foolishness."Samantha's mind raced, but she had no regrets. "I'd do it again," she declared, her eyes flashing with determination.Mr. Drake's smirk faded into a snarl. He grabbed her hair roughly, yanking her head back. "You've got a rotten nose for poking into matters that don't concern you. Now, I'm going to smash that nose."Samantha panted, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she
As he approached the hotel, Gabriel's eyes scanned the area, assessing the situation. He parked a few blocks away to avoid drawing attention and made his way to the entrance, his posture radiating an intimidating aura. The Rollers Family would soon learn what it meant to cross him. His mind was a cold, calculating machine as he approached the hotel's front entrance, every step a promise of retribution.Meanwhile, outside the hotel at the rear end, Camella stood frozen, her heart pounding as one of Drake's guards approached her. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, and she gulped, casting a quick, desperate glance at her phone, now tightly gripped in his hand. Snatching it back seemed impossible.The guard smirked, clearly enjoying her fear. "You can't hurt me," Camella said, trying to inject confidence into her voice. She hoped that being outside the hotel regardless of the place meant she had a chance to escape.The guard chuckled darkly. "It's going to take an angel to save you no