As the old couple begrudgingly began to make their exit, they cast wary glances back at Gabriel, as if searching for any sign of trickery or manipulation. However, Gabriel simply stood tall, his expression calm and composed, unfazed by their scrutiny. It was clear that he had not resorted to any underhanded tactics to sway the manager in his favor."I'm truly sorry for the inconvenience, Master Gabriel," the manager apologized once more, bowing slightly in respect.Gabriel nodded in acknowledgment before turning his attention to the sales girl, who was now kneeling before him. "You don't need to kneel," he said gently. "Mistakes happen, and I appreciate your apology."With tears in her eyes, the salesgirl stood up, relieved by Gabriel's forgiveness. "Thank you, sir," she said earnestly, her voice trembling with emotion.Gabriel offered her a reassuring smile before turning to the manager. "Thank you for handling the situation," he said appreciatively.The manager smiled warmly and the
As they moved through the racks, Jessie tugged on her father's sleeve, her eyes sparkling with admiration. "Daddy," she began, her voice filled with sincerity, "I'm really proud of you. Thank you for doing all of this for me."Gabriel smiled down at his daughter, a warmth spreading through his chest. "Oh, sweetheart, it's nothing," he replied, his tone humble. "I'll always do whatever it takes to see you happy, you and your mother."Jessie beamed up at him, her gratitude evident. "Next time, can we bring Mommy with us?" she asked eagerly.Gabriel's smile faltered slightly, a shadow passing over his features. "Well, honey," he began carefully, "you know Mommy's very busy with work. I don't think she'd have time to join us."Jessie's brow furrowed in confusion. "But Mommy always says she wants to spend time with us," she protested.Gabriel's heart clenched at his daughter's innocent words. "I know, sweetheart," he murmured, his gaze drifting away. "But sometimes, grown-ups have other th
Gabriel appreciated Aliyah's offer, even though he understood her underlying motives. "Thank you, sister-in-law," he said graciously.Aliyah waved off his thanks with a smile. "Oh, don’t mention it. I'm sure those bags of clothes are heavy for you, so I don't mind helping you take some home."Gabriel smiled, declining her offer with equal grace. "Thank you, Aliyah. That would be really helpful, but it's not necessary, you know."Aliyah chuckled at his response, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Of course, but I'm always here to lend a hand," she replied, glancing at her friends again with a knowing look.Jessie chimed in, teasing her aunt playfully. "Auntie, are you sure you're not expecting anything in return for your kindness?"Aliyah laughed, impressed by her niece's perceptiveness. "Well, sweetie, I just like helping people out, regardless of what I get in return," she said with a grin."Don't worry, Aliyah. I will manage," Gabriel assured her, appreciating her offer but determi
After Gabriel returned home, he went to the kitchen to make a meal. When he was done, asked Camella to eat the dish he prepared, she inexplicably got angry at him.“Don't touch me let alone talk to me, Gabriel!”Gabriel's heart sank as Camella's unexpected outburst washed over him like a sudden storm. "What's wrong, Camella?" he asked, his voice tinged with confusion.Camella's anger flared, her words laced with frustration. "Why did you waste time going shopping?" she snapped, her tone sharp.Gabriel's brows furrowed in bewilderment. "I did it for Jessie," he explained patiently, hoping to ease the tension between them. He looked around for their daughter and attempted to call her but Camella's anger only seemed to escalate as she cut him off. "Well, while you were busy in the kitchen, Aliyah and Fredrick came by and took her," she spat, her words cutting through the air like a knife.Gabriel's heart clenched at the mention of Fredrick's name, his frustration mounting. "You shouldn't
Gabriel didn't say anything much and decided to go to Baigh company the following day. When he got there, he overheard some persons in the company gossiping about his wife, Camella having an improper relationship with their general manager.Gabriel's heart sank as he listened to the whispers, feeling a surge of anger and disbelief wash over him. He clenched his fists, struggling to process the shocking revelation about his wife.Gathering his composure, Gabriel approached the group, his jaw set with determination. "Excuse me," he interjected, his voice firm and steady despite the turmoil raging within him. "Is there a problem here?"The group fell silent, their eyes widening in surprise at Gabriel's unexpected interruption. One of them, a young woman with a guilty expression, cleared her throat nervously. "Uh, no, sir," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "We were just... discussing some work-related matters."Gabriel fixed them with a penetrating gaze, his suspicion evid
When Gabriel was making his exit out of the company’s building, he halted in his tracks as he collided with Camella in the foyer, their unexpected encounter sparking an immediate tension between them. Before he could even utter a word, Camella's accusatory tone cut through the air."Why are you following me?" she demanded, her eyes flashing with frustration.Gabriel shook his head, his own irritation mounting. "I'm not following you, Camella," he countered, his voice firm but tinged with exasperation. "I have my own matters to attend to."Camella's expression hardened, her words laced with bitterness. "Well, maybe if you tried to find a better job instead of lingering around here, things would be different," she retorted, her tone dripping with disdain.Gabriel's jaw clenched at her words, his patience wearing thin. "I have been trying," he shot back, his voice tinged with feigned frustration. "But it's not as easy as you think."Their argument escalated, each word adding fuel to the
Camella's patience wore thin as he continued to make unwelcome advances, his hand lingering on hers with an uncomfortable familiarity. She attempted to pull away, but his grip tightened, trapping her in his unwelcome embrace."Listen, I'm not interested," she stated firmly, her tone leaving no room for negotiation. "I'm here to discuss business, nothing more."The client's smug smile faltered slightly at her rejection, but he quickly recovered, his eyes gleaming with a predatory glint. "Come on, Camella," he persisted, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You know you want this. And trust me, I can make it worth your while."Camella's resolve hardened as she met his gaze with steely determination. "I said no," she reiterated, her voice firm and unwavering. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to attend to.""I'm your work, woman. You just need to please me and you’ll get my favor.”Camella scoffed. “You're unbelievable." With that, she pulled her hand free from his grasp and rose fro
With a stern voice, the CEO inquired, “Hope everything is going well with the cooperation with the woman. You shouldn't upset her, okay?" The client's face drained of color as he listened to the CEO's blistering reprimand, his heart sinking with each word. "I-I understand, sir," he stammered, his voice trembling with fear.The CEO's voice crackled with authority through the phone, his tone unwavering as he issued his orders. "You will cease all harassment of Camella immediately," he commanded, his words leaving no room for argument. “You should finalize the cooperation with her. I hope you've not done anything absurd?”The client was speechless as he recalled harassing Camella. Sensing the client's hesitation, the CEO's tone turned steely. "And I expect you to rectify every wrong you've committed," he continued, his voice brooking no dissent. "Failure to do so will result in severe consequences for your position within the company."The client swallowed hard, the weight of the CEO's