Not taking their words to heart, Gabriel stood his ground. “Well, I'm not really here for a business meeting but I certainly am going to see Mr. Moore."
The confidence that oozed from him left them momentarily stunned. Until Nora blurted.
“I see you have grown to be more foolish."
As Gabriel stood before them, his attempt to assert himself met with derision and scorn from Nora, Aliyah, and Fredrick.
"Do you think you're someone important enough to see Mr. Moore?" Aliyah scoffed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You're more than a fool if you think he would spare a moment for the likes of you."
"Exactly," Fredrick chimed in, his tone laced with disbelief. "You're nothing but a lowly security guard with no firm background in this city. What makes you think you have any business with the city's richest man?"
Nora's disdain was palpable as she added, "You should be grateful if you even get a chance to speak with his assistant, let alone Mr. Moore himself. Know your place, idiot liar!”
"Mother-in-law, I am not lying. Why would I come here if I don't have a purpose for being here?” Gabriel asked, defending himself.
“Well, you really don't even have a strong purpose in life so I guess you dumbly walked in here," Fredrick chirped, ridiculing him further.
"Exactly, Fredrick. He's so dumb and I hate to admit that he's Camella's husband,” Aliyah spat.
Nora, giving him an awful look added, "Your sister went for the worst man on this planet Earth and she's facing the consequences.” She scoffed. “Gabriel, you better leave before the security guards take a huge notice of you and throw you away in the most shameful manner.”
As they continued to belittle him, a petite, elegantly dressed woman approached, catching their attention. She exuded an air of authority, and her striking appearance left them momentarily speechless.
As the secretary reached them, Nora's heart raced with anticipation, hoping for a change of heart regarding her company’s business proposal. However, her hopes were quickly dashed as the secretary's attention turned to Gabriel, bypassing her completely with a polite smile.
"Excuse me," the secretary addressed Gabriel, her tone respectful. "I couldn't help but overhear. Are you here to see Mr. Moore?"
Gabriel nodded tentatively, still reeling from the earlier ridicule he endured.
With a warm smile, the secretary extended her hand. "I'm Mr. Moore's secretary. It's a pleasure to see you, sir. You're highly welcome." To their surprise, she bowed gracefully. "Please follow me. He's been expecting you."
As Gabriel and the secretary made their way toward the private elevator, Aliyah and Nora stood frozen in disbelief, their mouths agape. Fredrick could only watch in astonishment as Gabriel disappeared from view.
"I must be hallucinating," Aliyah muttered, her voice trembling with disbelief. "Someone, please pinch me.” Her disbelief turned into desperation.
Fredrick, sensing her distress, reached out and pinched Aliyah's arm, causing her to cry out in pain before slapping Fredrick's arm in disbelief.
"I can't believe this," Aliyah exclaimed, her voice trembling with disbelief. "How could Gabriel, of all people, charm his way into seeing Mr. Moore?"
Fredrick shook his head in disbelief. "It must have been some kind of uh, juju or trickery," he suggested, trying to rationalize the situation. "He couldn't possibly have impressed Mr. Moore's secretary on his own merits."
Aliyah scoffed, her frustration evident. "He's not even as good-looking as she made him out to be. He must have resorted to black magic or something."
Meanwhile, Nora stood apart from them, her embarrassment palpable. "I can't believe this," she muttered, her voice filled with frustration. "I feel utterly embarrassed that my lowly son-in-law was given more value than me."
"This is highly unacceptable,” Aliyah stated.
Fredrick nodded. "I agree…"
“That is enough." Shunning her daughter and Fredrick, Nora turned away, unable to bear the humiliation of Gabriel's unexpected achievement.
Fredrick quickly stepped forward as Nora moved to leave. "Aunt Nora, I think we should exercise a bit more patience. Please, don't leave just yet..."
Aliyah scoffed in frustration. "Who is the 'we' here? We're the ones facing embarrassment. You were just giving us false hope, Fred. I can't take this anymore."
Nora, despite her own disappointment, intervened firmly. "Enough, Aliyah. Fredrick is right. Let us try to be patient a little longer," she said, her voice heavy with resignation as she settled onto a nearby seat.Meanwhile, Gabriel was escorted into Mr. Moore's office by the secretary, who left soon after. As he stepped into the lavishly appointed office, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. However, his thoughts were interrupted by the hearty chuckle of Butler Moore."Welcome, Master," Butler Moore greeted warmly, bowing respectfully. "I hope the secretary didn't keep you waiting too long.""No, she was quite welcoming," Gabriel replied, his tone polite yet reserved."Please, take a seat," Butler Moore invited, gesturing to the luxurious chair behind the desk. However, Gabriel hesitated, glancing at the two seats arranged before the desk. "Don't treat me with such formality. It's embarrassing," he muttered, choosing one of the seats instead.With a sense of urgency, Gabriel urged B
Mark couldn't believe the audacity of Gabriel to treat him like a peasant. As he got him out of the ears and tossed him to the hallway like a little child, he spun and glared at his defiant face.“How dare you treat me like this?" He groaned.“Manipulators and jerks like you deserve to be treated worse than this. You should be lucky that I didn't have you bundled out like a worthless person,” Gabriel seethed to Mark's great astonishment."You've got the guts, huh? Do you think you meet up to my level?"“I don't want to know because I'm incomparable to you. You're not worthy of tying my shoelace. A pig is likely better than you, Mark.”Mark clenched his fist and gritted his teeth, boiling in rage. "You dare talk to your superior like that?”Gabriel smirked. "Superior my foot. If you've got an atom of respect for yourself, you should leave this hospital now or I will drag you out by your hair.”"Is that a threat?” Mark took a step forward, trying to seem daring.But Gabriel covered the s
Gabriel felt a sharp pain over the fact that she hadn't trusted him. "Camella, you shouldn't have..." He began, his voice tinged with disappointment. "I don't give a damn about myself in this situation," Camella interjected sharply, her frustration palpable. "I only care about our daughter since you're so obnoxious to care." She sighed heavily, her eyes welling with tears. "You know, I had a feeling that you were up to no good. Mark said that too, heightening my worries, so I decided to accept his help. He even cleared the medical bills in advance. Still, you couldn't show gratitude.""Screw that, Camella," Gabriel retorted, his patience wearing thin. "I had actually gotten that money through my...""I don't want to listen to any more lies, so save it," Camella interrupted, cutting him off with a dismissive wave of her hand.Exhaling heavily, Gabriel sensed her frustration and decided against revealing the truth. He had considered confessing that he was actually a super-rich second-
Leaning forward, Gabriel's hand slammed against the desk, causing the general manager to jump in surprise. His eyes blazed with determination as he locked gazes with the manager. "Do not test my patience, Manager," he warned, his voice firm and unwavering. "I'm not just another ordinary employee of yours who will succumb to your whims."He had entered the office with the intention of resigning, but the news of his termination ignited a fire within him. “I am not going to take this nonsense and believe me when I say that I'm not taking it lightly either.” He refused to let them off the hook for their thoughtless actions. Who did they think they were, treating him with such disrespect?“Oh, really?" The manager's face contorted with anger. "You're a nobody, Gabriel," he spat, his voice dripping with disdain. "What can you do? Who the hell do you think you are to walk into my office and speak so disrespectfully to me?” He glared at Gabriel and continued. "Mark was right about you growi
Gabriel's expression remained stoic as he faced Mark, refusing to let his taunts get under his skin. "Funny coming from someone who had to resort to sabotage to get ahead," he retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Mark's grin faltered for a moment before he regained his composure. "Sabotage? Me? Oh, come on, Gabriel. You can't seriously believe that," he scoffed, attempting to feign innocence.Gabriel's gaze bore into Mark's, unwavering in its intensity. "I know it was you," he stated simply, his voice devoid of emotion. “Quit the act for I'm no fool." Mark's facade crumbled, replaced by a look of resignation. "Fine, you got me," he admitted, his tone tinged with defeat. "But you know what? Now that you're out of the picture, I will finally have some uninterrupted moments with your wife, Camella. Guess there is a silver lining to every cloud, huh?"Gabriel's jaw clenched at Mark's callous remark, but he maintained his composure, refusing to let him see how much it affected him.“
As Gabriel silently accepted Mark's apology, his expression remained inscrutable, betraying nothing of the tumult of emotions raging within him. But he couldn't resist making a joke of him and leaned forward, muttering, “Now, I hope you know your place, dear superior.” His tone was sarcastic, fueling Mark's rage.There was no better pain for a once capable man than not being able to exercise control again and the situation was that of Mark's. He couldn't do anything even if he badly wanted to slap Gabriel. “Yes," Mark forced himself to admit after receiving a glare from the general manager and he bowed. As Mark slunk away, visibly chastened by the public confrontation and humiliation, Gabriel couldn't help but feel a sense of quiet satisfaction wash over him. Though he had lost his job, he had not lost his dignity, and that brought him a measure of inner peace.“Now, let's see who's going to be calling the shots, Mark," he whispered to himself, smirking. Meanwhile, as Mark retreate
Gabriel remained silent, his expression unreadable as he listened to the General Manager's plea. Sensing something from his awkward silence, the general manager pressed further with a succumbing tone, “I was greatly wrong for my misconduct earlier. I was just a bit insane at that moment. I regret my actions and would like to rectify what I've done in the most suitable and best way for you if you don't mind. Please, just grant my request.” He clasped his hands before Gabriel. Gabriel knew what the older man was insinuating, but he refused to acknowledge it directly. “I have no idea what you're saying." The General Manager stared at him in awe, taken aback by his denial.“If this is what you brought me here to discuss then consider it a woeful failure because I don't know anything,” Gabriel added, shrugging his shoulders in disregard. Undeterred, the General Manager continued, his voice tinged with a note of desperation. "You must understand, Gabriel, that the decisions you make have
Back at the Wellington Group company, Aliyah glanced around the opulent foyer, her expression growing increasingly somber. "Mother, perhaps we should consider leaving," she suggested quietly, her tone tinged with resignation.Nora shook her head, her resolve unwavering. "No, we must wait for Fredrick. He went to speak on our behalf, and we owe it to him to stay," she insisted, her voice laced with determination.Aliyah sighed, her concern evident in her eyes. "But what if he can't successfully sway them ?" she asked, her voice filled with uncertainty.Nora's gaze hardened, her jaw set in determination. "Then we will cross that bridge when we come to it," she replied resolutely. "But for now, we wait.”"I can't blindly wait here with you, Mother. I just can't wait patiently for a negative result.”Nora's patience waned as she listened to Aliyah's pessimistic remarks. "Aliyah, we need to remain hopeful. Fredrick wouldn't have gone to bat for us if he didn't believe there was a chance,"