Awakening the War God

Chapter 272 Priscilla's Love

Chapter 272 Priscilla's Love

The phone beeped as Kevin hung up.

Gabriel sighed wryly, shaking his head. "He hung up without saying goodbye. That's impolite!"

Kevin probably wouldn't be able to sleep well from today onwards.

He stuffed the phone into Doyle's pocket and patted his face. "Mr. Coleman, sorry to have startled you. Remember to call the police later."

"Oops, I forgot you're a police officer yourself. You are the director general. Blame my bad memory. I've been treating you like an animal all this time."

Doyle had long lost his previous confidence. He covered his face and trembled, not daring to lift his head.

Besides being afraid of Gabriel, he felt too ashamed to see anyone.

The guests were either relatives or friends of the Coleman family. It was truly embarrassing to be beaten in front of so many people.

The former authority of the director general would probably be completely gone.

Gabriel pushed Doyle aside and walked up to Ramon.

Ramon kept retreating.

His father had been beaten, so what worth did he have?

Now, facing Gabriel, he was filled with trepidation.

"What are you running from?"

Gabriel's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly kicked with his left foot, directly hitting Ramon's left knee.

There was a cracking sound, as if bones were breaking.

Ramon, in pain, fell to the ground, clutching his leg.

Gabriel squatted down and said slowly, "I heard you have delusions, thinking you're handsome and charismatic, and just now, you even said Miss Weber pursued you."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but laugh again and grabbed Ramon's hair. "How did you manage to say these words?"

"You look so ugly, yet you have the nerve to say that."

Ramon kept crying, shaking all over.

Gabriel looked up at the woman on stage. "Miss Weber, did you pursue him? Answer loudly!"

Priscilla was stunned.

Gabriel's voice was loud, and his eyes were sharp.

It seemed like a very serious question.

At that moment, all her pent-up emotions came pouring out.

She held her hands in front of her mouth like a megaphone and shouted, "I never pursued Ramon. I don't like him at all."

"Why don't you like him?" Gabriel asked again.

Priscilla shouted her reply. "Because he's ugly, delusional, and narcissistic. And today I found out he's a despicable person."

The more she shouted, the more relieved she felt.

She felt much better after venting all her frustrations.

Gabriel laughed heartily as he loved hearing the truth.

Finally, Priscilla dared to curse Ramon.

He looked down and saw that Ramon was crying with snot and tears streaming down his face.

He buried his head deep, afraid of being seen by others.

Having worn the mask of false confidence for so long, he thought he was the mask.

Once the mask was torn off, the gap between reality and the hidden inferiority was unbearable.

Gabriel was sure that from today on, Ramon's delusion disorder would be cured.

He walked slowly onto the stage and said to the audience below, "Since you're all here, let's eat and drink well. It's Mr. Coleman's treat."

The people below stood awkwardly in place. No one dared to move.

Then Gabriel turned and smiled at Natalie, "Happy birthday, little friend. I'm sorry for beating up your dad and grandpa on your birthday. Well, consider it my birthday gift to you, ha-ha!"

It was estimated that the girl would remember this birthday for the rest of her life.

"Humph, you're a bad person. Gray, bite him!"

Undaunted, Natalie glared at Gabriel and released the little bulldog in his arms.

The bulldog was obedient, sticking out its tongue and rushing toward Gabriel aggressively.

"Woof..."

Just as it ran behind Gabriel and barked, Gabriel suddenly turned around. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Just one glance from him made the bulldog shiver, and it quickly fled from the stage.

"Gray, where are you going? Come back..."

Natalie chased after the dog, regardless of everything.

"What a chicken!" Gabriel put away his cold gaze, narrowed his eyes, and smiled at Priscilla. "Miss Weber, shall we go? Do you want to stay for dinner?"

He turned around and took out a pack of Liggett Select.

He lit one and took a drag. The smoke wafted through the luxurious banquet hall.

His demeanor was cool.

Watching Gabriel's departing figure, Priscilla gathered her skirt and quickly caught up with him.

When she reached Gabriel's side, she slowed down and followed him out of the banquet hall.

She gazed at Gabriel's mysterious and domineering profile and suddenly remembered a movie she had seen years ago.

There was a line in the movie. "That kid is really handsome!"

Outside the Reatin Hotel, Priscilla continued to follow Gabriel, not knowing where they were headed.

Gabriel suddenly turned around.

Priscilla was startled and stared blankly at him.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Gabriel narrowed his eyes. "Miss Weber, there's something I must make clear. That day at the garbage dump, I did want to help you because you took me in. I thought you were a good person, and I was worried about you getting hurt."

"But today, it was purely accidental. I originally came to watch the fun. It's just that I couldn't bear what Doyle and his son were doing, so I acted.

"When you lost your temper at me at the garbage dump, I already didn't have any good feelings for you. I helped you today, and you don't need to be grateful. I won't expect you to repay me or anything.

"Now that we've left the hotel, we each go our own way. So, you don't need to follow me anymore."

Having said this, Gabriel walked away without looking back.

The boring time today was finally over thanks to Priscilla's matter.

But he sincerely didn't want to get involved with Priscilla.

He hadn't established himself in Gumoldur City yet, and he didn't want to burden himself.

Whether it was being a policewoman or a person of justice, it was time to part ways amicably.

Watching Gabriel's departing figure, Priscilla froze in place.

Her heart suddenly clenched, and it was painful.

Her eyes quickly became moist, and hot tears fell rapidly.

Gabriel's words stung her like needles.

She had planned to apologize to Gabriel and thank him.

But everything became a one-sided wish buried deep in her heart.

This feeling was so sad, like being abandoned.

In all her years, she had never experienced such a moment of sadness.

And deep down, there was a strange sense of unease, or rather a bewildering worry and fear.

She was afraid that once this man was gone, she would not be able to see him again.

She was in pain, bewildered, and conflicted.

At a certain moment, she instinctively stepped forward to chase after Gabriel.

"Gabriel, wait! Stop!"

She ran quickly, wanting to catch up with Gabriel.

No matter what, she couldn't let Gabriel disappear from her life.

But because the hem of her dress was too long, she accidentally stepped on it after running a few steps.

Her ankle was sprained, and she screamed and fell to the ground.

The additional grievance compounded the already sad emotions.

At that moment, her tears surged even more.

"Are you okay?"

Just as she was in the depths of pain and despair, Gabriel's voice suddenly rang in her ears.

She looked up abruptly, gazing at Gabriel with tearful eyes.

Without saying a word, she just stared at him.

Gabriel sighed heavily, squatting down to pick her up.

In an instant, all of Priscilla's negative and sad emotions vanished.

She realized that she seemed hopelessly in love with this man.

"Let's go. I'll take you home!"

Gabriel felt extremely helpless. If he had left mercilessly just now, nothing would have happened.

If he carried her, he reckoned that he would be entangled with her.

It foreshadowed that his future path would become increasingly tiresome because of the growing weight on his shoulders.