Chapter 56
“That car…” Drake stared at the Bentley.
Of course he remembered it. She’d driven one in Manhattan, and Sienna had mocked her for renting expensive cars for photos. He’d agreed with the mockery then.
How laughable his assumptions seemed now.
Suddenly, his face went pale as realization struck.
“That ring you’re wearing–is it from Chaumet that day?” His voice shook. “We hadn’t even broken up and you were already trying on engagement rings?”
“You betrayed our relationship!” His eyes reddened. “How could you?”
Gabriella laughed bitterly at the accusation. “Relationship? Weren’t you always seeing Sienna in me?”
Drake stiffened, color draining from his face. “You… you knew?”
“I knew everything,” she said coldly. “That ‘urgent business meeting‘ was you picking up Sienna at the airport. After Celine’s birthday party, you took her to the Four Seasons. You were unfaithful long before we broke up. How dare you talk about betrayal?”
“No, let me explain,” Drake pleaded. “It wasn’t like that…”
Gabriella ignored him, getting into her car.
He stood in front, pounding on the hood, still trying to explain.
Annoyed, she stepped on the gas.
“BANG!”
Drake flew back, landing in nearby bushes.
Without a backward glance to check if he was injured, Gabriella drove away.
Drake struggled to his feet, limping. Watching the blue Bentley disappear, his heart sank with a dull ache.
“Are you alright?” A concerned passerby asked. “Shouldn’t you report the hit–and–run?”
Drake shook his head. “Just a fight with my wife.”
“Oh, domestic troubles? Was that why you were at court? Divorce proceedings?”
Drake smiled strangely. “No, no. We’re very much in love. She’s just upset. Nothing a bit of making up won’t fix.”
The passerby’s face showed polite skepticism as they backed away.
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Sorry My Ston 11.
Chapter 56
At Sinclair & Klein, the break room buzzed with gossip.
“Have you heard? Sarah Thompson resigned.”
“Just like that? Why so sudden?”
“Apparently she volunteered to leave.”
Gabriella walked past, uninterested, but minutes after reaching her office, her door burst open.
“How dare you sue me?” Enzo stormed in.
Without looking up from her computer, Gabriella replied coolly, “For defamation? Seems perfectly reasonable.”
“Everything I said was true!” he snarled.
“Tell it to the judge.”
“Drop the charges or else!”
As a lawyer, Enzo knew defamation carried criminal penalties. A conviction would mean disbarment and the end of his legal career.
“Oh, but we’re just getting started,” Gabriella smiled.
Rachel burst in next. “It was just office gossip! How could you?”
“And here’s the other defendant.”
“Please,” Rachel’s tone shifted to pleading. “I apologize. I was wrong to spread rumors. Just drop the case.”
“Too late for that,” Gabriella said coldly. “You had plenty of chances to apologize before. Now face the consequences.”
When Enzo tried to strike her, Gabriella dodged easily.
“Getting violent now?” she stood. “Not so brave when confronted directly?”
Before he could move again, two police officers entered.
“Enzo Corner? You’re under arrest for suspected rape.”
“There must be some mistake,” he stammered, panic setting in as they handcuffed him.
“Like I said,” Gabriella smiled innocently, “we’re just getting started.”
Later, when colleagues asked about the arrest, Gabriella explained:
“I saw a social media post from a young girl asking for help. She’d been assaulted while unconscious at a bar but was afraid to go to police. When she showed me photos of her attacker – it was Enzo. Imagine my shock.”
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Chapter 56
“I helped her report it. Fortunately, she hadn’t showered, so they had DNA evidence. The case against him is quite
solid.”
She finished with carefully calculated sympathy: “The poor girl’s still in school. I won’t reveal her name, of course.”
Her colleagues‘ shock turned to disgust. They called Enzo a hypocrite, a monster.
Just as Gabriella intended.
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