?


    The suffocating sensation gripped Jane like a vice. Her face flushed as she reached up, struggling to pry Gabriel''s hand off her. Her efforts, however, were futile.


    Gabriel''s smile deepened as he watched the pain twist her expression. "The Wilkies have already abandoned you. If you know what''s good for you, sign the divorce papers, take thepensation I''m offering, and leave. Otherwise, you''ll walk away with nothing."


    He released her, tossing her aside carelessly like discarded trash. Without sparing her another nce, he turned and walked away.


    Just as Gabriel was about to return to his work in the study, his phone rang. It was Wren.


    "Gabriel, your stepfather''spany is in trouble... He''s threatening to divorce me now... What should I do?!" Wren''s voice was frantic, panic clear in her tone.


    "What does hispany''s trouble have to do with his wanting a divorce?" Gabriel asked, his voice cool and uninterested.


    Wren gritted her teeth, clearly reluctant. "I caused a scene at Prospectus Technology, and now Damon knows about it. Prospectus has pulled all coborations with hispany..."


    Gabriel didn''t even look up, his tone indifferent. "What you should be doing right now is apologizing to N, not calling me for advice."


    The silence on the other end was telling.


    If Wren had been willing to apologize, she wouldn''t have called him in the first ce.


    "You want me to apologize to N?" Her voice dripped with disbelief.


    "You went to Prospectus Technology and caused trouble. Doesn''t that warrant an apology to N?" Gabriel replied tly.


    "Don''t you have a bigpany? Just a word from you, and Raymond''spany will survive this crisis—"


    Before she could finish, Gabriel interrupted sharply, "I can help hispany, but why should I?"


    If Wren hadn''t stirred things up with N, Raymond Wilkie''spany wouldn''t be in trouble, and they wouldn''t be facing divorce.


    Everything that was happening now


    was her doing.


    "Please, Gabriel, just help me this time. I''m begging you," Wren pleaded, her desperation evident.


    Gabriel''s expression remained unchanged. "Didn''t you always want a divorce? Now that he''s agreed to it, isn''t this exactly what you wanted?" Wren''s face flushed with anger. "Harrison is impossible! I groveled and begged him, but he still won''t forgive me. I can''t just let everything go!" "I''m not getting involved in your problems anymore. Go apologize to N, or lose your life as a rich wife. The choice is yours," Gabriel concluded and hung up.


    Furious, Wren nearly hurled her phone against the wall. She took several deep breaths to calm herself before turning toward the study.


    "Darling, Gabriel... is not in a position to help..." she lied.


    Raymond snorted. "Not in a position, or simply unwilling to help?"


    "It''s really not a good time. Prospectus Technology is also targeting hispany, and he''s struggling to deal with it... If he'' Wren began exining, but Raymond cut her off.


    "Enough!" Raymond waved his hand. dismissively. "You don''t need to say more. Since he won''t help, we''ll just prepare the gift and go to Nyta


    ourselves to apologize."


    Wren nodded reluctantly. "Alright. I''ll have the service staff prepare the gift."


    That evening...


    Raymond and Wren arrived at Damon''s vi with the gift, only to be stopped by a maid at the door. They didn''t even get to see Damon or N.