Vincent looked desperate. “I know you have a hand in what’s going on with my business.”Gabriel’s expression hardened. “Are you accusing me of something?”“No, no, I’m sorry,” Vincent stammered. “Is there any way you can help me?”Gabriel pretended to consider. “I might talk to someone. No promises, though.”Vincent’s gut told him Gabriel was lying, but he had no choice. Gabriel cryptically asked for a glass of juice to soothe his throat. Vincent eagerly turned to call the waiter, but Gabriel stopped him, motioning to Barry. “Have him get it,” Gabriel said, eyes cold.Vincent nodded to Barry. “Go get Gabriel a juice.”Barry returned with a glass of juice, placing it in front of Gabriel before turning to leave. Gabriel took the glass and deliberately spilled half of it on his shoes.Barry turned back, frowning, thinking Gabriel wanted him to clean his shoes. Vincent almost yelled at Barry, “Don’t be a dummy. Clean Gabriel’s shoes.”But Gabriel intervened. “No. I want you, Vincent, t
Camella's gaze lingered on Gabriel, her eyes searching his face for any hint of the lie. He felt her scrutiny but maintained a calm facade. Leaning forward, he pecked her lips gently."Goodnight, love," he whispered before heading to the bathroom.Early the next morning, Gabriel was deep in a dream. He was a young boy again, standing in a crowded train station. His mother was walking away, disappearing into the throng of people. He tried to follow, but the crowd seemed to swallow him whole."Mom! Mom, wait!" he cried, his small hands reaching out desperately.His mother turned, her face full of sorrow. "I have to go, Gabriel. Be strong.""Don't leave me! Please!" His voice was choked with tears, and the distance between them grew.In the real world, Camella was awake, lying next to him. She heard his distressed murmurs and turned to see him thrashing in his sleep. Concerned, she reached over and placed a hand on his face.Gabriel's hand shot up, grabbing hers tightly. "Don't go! No, p
Zoe held his arm gently and guided him to the couch. "Sit down," she instructed softly. "Don't worry, I will take care of it."He asked what she could do, and she reassured him, "Just sit here and relax. I will be right back."Zoe quickly walked away to gather first aid supplies. As she rummaged through her cabinet, her mind raced with worry and determination. She returned moments later with a first aid kit and knelt beside Gabriel."Let's take a look," she said, her voice steady. She carefully unbuttoned his shirt and examined the wound. "It's not too bad, but it needs to be cleaned and dressed properly."Gabriel winced as she began cleaning the wound, but her touch was gentle. "Thank you, Zoe. I don't know what I would have done without you.""You're welcome," she replied, focusing on her task. "But you really need to take better care of yourself."He nodded, feeling a mix of relief and gratitude. "I will. I promise."As she finished dressing the wound, she looked up at him and smi
Meanwhile, Dan, who had stopped to see Zoe, frowned as he saw Gabriel driving away. He got out of his car and headed inside the building, seething with anger. Reaching Zoe's condo, he knocked aggressively. When she opened the door, she was surprised to see him."What are you doing here, Dan?" she asked.He started confronting her. "I saw Gabriel leaving. Why are you entertaining him in your house?"She was taken aback. "Mind your business, Dan! Stop being nosy and annoying.""I won't," he said curtly.She stepped out of her apartment, closing the door behind her, and glared at him. After quickly looking around to see if anyone was watching, she retorted, "You better do, because I don't like it.""I won't stop interfering in your life because I care," he insisted.She scoffed, "Why do you care? We're not related."He huffed, "You know why."She hissed, "No, I don't, and I don't want to know."Dan's expression darkened. He clenched his fist and punched the wall behind her. Zoe's eyes
In the middle of the night, Gabriel was tossing on the bed, his body restless and drenched in sweat. His mind was trapped in another dream about his mother. This time, he found himself wandering in an unknown, dark place, the shadows thick and oppressive. "Mom!" he called out, his voice echoing through the emptiness."Gabriel, my boy," a familiar voice answered. He turned around and saw her, standing there with a sad smile on her face."Mom, I've missed you so much," Gabriel said, his voice breaking. He rushed toward her."I've missed you too, Gabriel," she replied, her eyes filled with love and sorrow. "I watch over you every day.""I don't understand why you had to leave," he said, his heart aching. "I need you."She reached out to him, her hand trembling. "I was taken too soon, my dear. But you must be strong. We're going to see each other again at the right time."Just as their hands were about to touch, a sudden gust of wind swept her away, her form dissolving into the darkness
With a deep breath, he prepared to face the day, ready to begin his quest for justice and revenge. In the McConnell House, Aliyah rushed downstairs from her room to find her parents, Mikelson and Nora, in the living room. Her face was lit with excitement. "Mom, Dad, you won't believe what I just saw!" she exclaimed.Nora looked up, frowning. "What’s so exciting that you’re giggling like a child in your room?" she snapped.Aliyah chuckled, holding up her phone. "Just watch this." She played a video showing Gabriel humiliating Vincent in a restaurant, with everyone watching and taking videos.As the video played, Aliyah said, "This video has garnered so many views. It's spreading like wildfire."Nora gasped, her face turning pale as she watched the video. "Again, Gabriel wants to ruin us by messing with big people in this city!"Mikelson ignored his wife and started laughing, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Look at Vincent, groveling like a fool. Never thought I'd see the day," he
Gabriel's voice remained calm and mocking. "Perhaps, Vincent. Or maybe you're just realizing how powerless you really are."Vincent's hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white. His eyes burned with a vengeful fire as he listened to Gabriel's words. "This isn't over," he hissed, his voice trembling with rage.Gabriel giggled before falling silent. Then his voice turned mean. "If you dare me, Vincent Morgan, you will keep suffering."Vincent was quiet, trying to keep his cool was the hardest thing for him at that moment. He took a deep breath, the strain evident on his face. "What do you want from me to take this all away and leave me the hell alone, Gabriel?"Gabriel's voice was smug. "Wait for my response to that."Vincent's patience snapped. "I'm literally devastated, Gabriel. My business is crashing. I need your help."“Deal with it in the meantime if you can," Gabriel said, his laugh echoing through the phone one last time before the call ended.Vincent stood there, h
Magdalene’s eyes softened as she looked at the drawing. "Yes, it's him. I remember his face so clearly now."Anna, intrigued, studied the drawing closely, her mind racing with curiosity about Magdalene's past and the mysteries yet to be uncovered.The woman, noticing Anna's lingering gaze, asked softly, "Is there a problem?"Anna chuckled and scratched the back of her head. "Nothing really," she said, then observed the drawing for a moment. "It looks like a rough sketch, though."The woman sighed, feeling devastated. "Yes, it is. I wish I could remember more details."Anna smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry. I promise I'll help you find your son. If he lives in the city, we'll see him soon."The woman looked at her with gratitude. "Thank you, Anna, my dear. I don't know what I would do without your help."Anna nodded and patted her shoulder. "It's the least I can do."After leaving Magdalene’s room, Anna met Jia in the hallway."What would you like for dinner, Ms. Anna?" Jia asked."No