Butler Moore sighed, understanding her apprehension. "I'm aware of the risks, but this decision comes from higher up," he explained, his tone tinged with resignation. "We have to follow through with it and make the best of the situation."His secretary nodded reluctantly, though her unease lingered. "Understood, sir. I will get started on the other necessary preparations right away," she responded before exiting the office, leaving Butler Moore to grapple with the weight of his superior' decisions.Meanwhile, after leaving the hospital canteen, Nora arrived at the hospital to check on her daughter and granddaughter.“Hello,my daughter, Camella. Hope you're doing well. It's good to see you,” Nora cooed, walking in. "It's wonderful to see you too, Mother," Camella greeted warmly. "Please, give me just a moment."As Camella excused herself to visit the restroom, Nora and Aliyah engaged in a spirited discussion about Gabriel's surprising claim regarding Mr. Moore.“That Gabriel is really
Coincidentally, as Fredrick entered the ward, Nora's eyes lit up with anticipation. She wasted no time in questioning Fredrick about his father's involvement in securing the collaboration with Wellington Group company."Fredrick, did you ask your father for help?" Nora inquired eagerly, her tone filled with anticipation.Fredrick hesitated for a moment but then nodded reluctantly. "Yes, I did," he admitted, unable to meet Nora's gaze.Nora's grin widened into a triumphant smile, her victory apparent. "I knew it!" she exclaimed, unable to contain her excitement.Just then, Gabriel entered the room, his presence drawing everyone's attention. Nora wasted no time in sharing the exciting news with him."Gabriel, you won't believe it! My company has secured a deal with the Wellington Group company!" Nora announced proudly.Fredrick forced a laugh, feigning surprise. "Wow. This is good. Finally, my hard work really paid off," he chimed in, his words dripping with insincerity that none of them
The following day brought a glimmer of hope as Butler Moore's efforts bore fruit. A suitable bone marrow donor was found for Jessie, much to the astonishment and gratitude of Camella. With the assistance of the medical staff, Jessie underwent successful surgery that day, marking a turning point in her battle against illness.Some days later, at night, before going to sleep, Camella's voice trembled with frustration as she confronted Gabriel, the tension palpable in the air. "You need to get a job and start figuring out how you're going to repay that debt," she insisted, her tone strained. She still harbored the belief that he had borrowed the money the other day from some loan sharks. Gabriel sighed heavily, his exhaustion evident in his voice. "Camella, I keep telling you, I don't owe any debts. The money I brought was not a loan," he explained, his words falling on deaf ears.Her disappointment was palpable as she shook her head in disbelief. "I can't believe you're still making exc
Gabriel sat beside his daughter's hospital bed, a warm smile gracing his lips as he engaged in a heartfelt conversation with Jessie. "You're looking much better today, sweetheart," he remarked, his voice filled with genuine affection.Jessie returned his smile, her eyes brightening at his presence. "Thanks, Daddy," she replied, her voice soft but filled with warmth. "I'm feeling a lot stronger."Camella entered the room, a tender smile on her face as she approached them. "Hey, sweetheart," she greeted Jessie, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. "How are you feeling today?"Jessie's smile widened at the sight of her mother. "I'm doing much better, Mom," she replied, her voice tinged with gratitude. "Daddy's been keeping me company."Camella's smile softened as she glanced at Gabriel, a hint of warmth in her eyes. "That's wonderful to hear," she said, her voice filled with genuine relief. "Thank you for being here for her, Gabriel."Gabriel nodded, his heart swelling with love for his
Gabriel's brows furrowed in disregard at her assumptions. "Aliyah, I appreciate your concern, but you don't understand. I can afford this," he insisted, his voice firm.Aliyah smirked and mocked, "Sure, but don't appreciate the concern. I know you want to spend my sister's money now after getting a hold of it. Camella is your cash cow and you want to act like you're capable. Ridiculous.”Gabriel's nonchalance grew as Aliyah continued to mock him, her words were not having any effect on him at that point. "Aliyah, you have no idea what you're talking about," he retorted, his tone tinged with annoyance. "I'm not here to spend Camella's money. I can provide for my daughter without relying on anyone else."Aliyah rolled her eyes, unconvinced by Gabriel's words. "Sure, keep telling yourself that," she muttered under her breath, her smirk still firmly in place.Ignoring her taunts, Gabriel focused on his daughter, helping her pick out a few outfits she liked. As they made their way through t
Aliyah's friends snickered and exchanged mocking glances as they watched Gabriel's ordeal unfold. "Look at him, probably can't even afford a decent meal, let alone expensive clothes," one of them jeered, casting a disdainful glance at Gabriel."Can you believe Aliyah's sister actually married that guy?" another chimed in, shaking her head in disbelief. "She must have been desperate."Aliyah clenched her fists, struggling to contain her anger at her friends' cruel remarks. Despite their jabs, she refused to stoop to their level, choosing instead to distance herself from their toxicity.As the trio continued to ridicule Gabriel from afar, Aliyah turned her attention back to him, her heart aching for the unfair treatment he was enduring. She vowed silently to stand by her sister and her family, regardless of what others may think or say.Aliyah's frustration mounted as she watched the salesgirl's audacity unfold before her eyes. Despite her strained relationship with Gabriel, her sense
Jessie's smile brightened at her father's assurance, her trust in him unwavering. "I trust you, Father," she affirmed, her voice filled with unwavering faith. Gabriel's grin widened as he leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead, his heart swelling with paternal pride. "Thank you, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice brimming with affection. But Jessie's innocence shone through as she added, "But if you can't get the dress, it's okay. We can go." Aliyah couldn't contain her frustration at Jessie's unwavering trust in her father. "Jessie, don't be fooled by his empty promises. He's only going to disappoint you," she interjected, her tone tinged with exasperation. Gabriel's resolve remained unshaken by Aliyah's skepticism. He locked eyes with his daughter, determination shining in his gaze. "Jessie, I promise you, I'll get you that dress. I saw how much it meant to you, and I won't let anyone take that happiness away from you," he vowed, his voice resolute. As Gabriel spoke
Gabriel's embarrassment was palpable as he fumbled for an explanation, his pride wounded by the humiliating turn of events. However, the atmosphere shifted when the store manager made a sudden appearance. His gaze lingered on Gabriel, his expression thoughtful as if a memory was sparked.*******************The previous day, the store manager had convened a meeting with the heads of various departments and management under Wellington Group. They had gathered in a meeting room, awaiting the purpose of the abrupt assembly.When Butler Moore entered the room, they rose respectfully, acknowledging his presence with warm greetings. “Please, everyone, take your seats,” he instructed, settling into his own chair. "I appreciate your prompt attendance despite the short notice for this meeting. I have an important announcement to make."He proceeded to reveal that Young Master Wellington, the estranged son of the Wellington family and heir to the business empire, had officially inherited the fa