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
The following morning, while they had breakfast, Gabriel could see that Camella was still angry. She barely looked at him, her eyes fixed on her plate, and her responses were curt.After breakfast, Camella ordered Jessie to go get her backpack. "Jessie, get your backpack. We’re leaving soon."Gabriel sighed, watching their daughter trot off. He walked up to Camella, trying to settle their issues. "Camella, please. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you by what I did."She remained silent, her expression cold and distant, her fingers tapping rhythmically on the table."I know I should have told you about Anna and Zoe. They’re just friends. Nothing more," Gabriel continued, desperation creeping into his voice.Camella’s silence was deafening. She crossed her arms, her body language screaming her frustration.Gabriel reached out, trying to touch her arm, but she pulled away. "Camella, please talk to me."She finally looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of hurt and anger. "Jessie
Gabriel reached the corner and found nothing. With a sigh, he turned back to his car and drove off. As his car disappeared down the street, a hooded man emerged from the shadows, a smug smile on his face. His phone rang, and he answered it promptly."Yes, I'm keeping an eye on him," he said before ending the call.Later in the evening, Camella arrived at her family's house and messaged her mother to come out and meet her. When Nora stepped outside, Camella approached her with a stern expression."Hello, Mother," Camella greeted, her voice tight. "What did you want to discuss?"Nora waved her hand dismissively and turned towards the house. "Come inside, Camella."Camella shook her head. "If I wanted to come in, I wouldn't have asked you to come out."Nora turned back, eyebrows raised. "Are you alright? This is your house too. Don't act like a stranger."Nora started walking away but stopped when she saw Camella hadn't moved. "What's your problem?""I'm not stepping into a house where
Anna watched as Camella’s car rode off into nothingness. She was lost in thought but shook off balance when she felt a touch on her shoulder. She turned around, and raised a brow, freezing on the spot as she saw Zoe. Exhaling a sigh of relief, she rolled her eyes at her.“Hey, Anna,” Zoe said. “Good to see you again.” Anna cast her a stern stare. “Oh, it's you, officer…”“Zoe,” she chimed in, interrupting her. “You can just call me Zoe. No need to get formal,” she added.“Whatever,” Anna said with a faltering voice.“I saw you talking to someone right now before she got into the car. She looked great…”“But annoying,” she said, rolling her eyes at the direction Camella's car had driven off.“Annoying? You're making my curiosity peak. Who's she?”“Don’t worry about it. You can just mind your business,” Anna snarled. “Come on, Anna. We're friends. You don't have to be rude to me. You can tell me about it, girl,” Zoe insisted.“We're not friends, Zoe,” she refuted immediately.“Well,
They arrived at the club downtown, and Zoe pulled up as she sighted the large sign up the clubhouse.“Is this the place?” Gabriel asked, peeing out of the window.“Yes, Gabriel. I'm sure that criminal is here. A lot of these bad guys like to go around partying and this will be his doom,” Zoe said, determinedly. Gabriel was lost in her eyes. He watched as she spoke with courage, and smiled at himself. Zoe bouncing her gaze on him sent him looking away quickly. “Okay, we go according to the plan, Gabe. You have created a really good plan. So, you go first, and I'd come in after you have him in place,” she said. He nodded, and without hesitation, stepped out of the truck, and walked into the club. Upon reaching there, he met a man asking for his ticket to enter.“Can I have your ticket, please?” He asked Gabriel. Gabriel looked at him, confused. He hadn't expected to be asked for an entry ticket.“Do I need one?” “Only special guests with tickets can enter this classy place, sir, don
Dan exhaled, motioning for another cop to take Derek. "We will handle it from here. But Zoe, next time follow the rules.""You know what, Dan? I'd appreciate it if you stopped interfering in my business."Dan gave a nasty, upset response. "Fine. But I just hope things don't go south someday."Watching the vans drive off, Gabriel muttered, "Officer Dan hates me for no reason."Zoe waved dismissively. "Don't mind him. Let's go."They got into her truck, and Zoe drove off, her grip on the steering wheel tight. Gabriel glanced at her, a smirk playing on his lips."Nice work back there, partner.""Shut up and buckle in," Zoe replied with a smile, her eyes focused on the road ahead, a determined look on her face as they drove into the night.They were reaching his house when Gabriel stated, "Dan… I think he likes you, Zoe."Zoe pretended not to hear him.He chuckled. "I know you heard me clearly."She rolled her eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Gabriel."He laughed at her