Chasing the Unexpected

“Who are you to stand up for her?” the woman demanded, struggling to free her arm from Gabriel’s grip but failing.

“I don’t need to explain my relationship with her to you,” Gabriel replied coldly. “What you did to her was caught on surveillance. I’ll take her to get checked out, and then the lawyer will discuss medical and emotional compensation with you.”

“Oh, she hit me too! I can get checked out too. It’s no big deal!” the woman retorted defiantly.

Gabriel’s eyes grew colder. He leaned in close, his voice a

threatening whisper meant only for her ears. “You’d better pray she’s okay. If she’s hurt, I’ll make sure you regret this.”

The woman shivered at the genuine menace in his tone, sensing he wasn’t merely making empty threats.

Frozen in fear, she watched as Gabriel released her and swiftly picked up Nyla in a bridal carry, heading toward the door.

Nyla was surprised by Gabriel’s assistance, especially after their conversation the previous night.

As they reached the door, she protested, “You can put me down. I can walk on my own, and there’s no need for a hospital check.”

Despite the hard fall, she didn’t believe she had any serious injuries. A few days of rest should be sufficient.

“No, we’re going to get you checked out,” Gabriel insisted.

Nyla frowned. The fall might not even qualify as a minor injury.

As she was about to argue, she noticed a cold gaze fixed on her.

Looking up, she saw Damon standing not far away, his entire demeanor radiating icy anger.

Seeing Damon approach, Nyla tightened her grip slightly and murmured, “Aren’t we going to the hospita? Let’s go.”

Gabriel glanced down and smiled almost imperceptibly when he saw her pale face.

“Alright,” he replied, turning toward the parking lot and acting as though Damon’s murderous glare didn’t exist.

Gabriel owed Damon a debt of gratitude. Had Damon not reconciled with Rebecca, the employees at Prospectus Technology wouldn’t have mistreated Nyla, and Gabriel would never have had the opportunity to become a hero at that crucial moment. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Damon had personally sent Nyla to Gabriel’s side.

Damon’s anger was palpable, his eyes fixed on Gabriel with an intense glare.

As he moved to confront him, Spencer intervened, “Mr. Sumner, now that you’ve reconciled with Ms. Austen, it’s best not to involve yourself with Ms. Jayston any further. Your actions will only worsen her situation.”

Damon’s steps faltered. After a few seconds of wrestling with his swirling jealousy and anger, he turned and walked back into the building with a stony expression.

Once on the top floor, Spencer opened his computer and was briefed by another secretary on the morning’s events, “Mr. Hogg, should we inform Mr. Sumner about what happened?”

Spencer frowned. “Just go back to work for now.”

After dismissing the secretary, Spencer contemplated whether to inform Damon about the targeting of Nyla. With Damon already reconciled with Rebecca, intervening could only exacerbate the situation.

As he hesitated, the internal phone rang. Damon wanted him to come in.

Upon entering Damon’s office, Damon coldly instructed, “Find out why Gabriel was carrying Nyla out of the company.”