Chapter 447
Chapter 447:
“Miss Haynes, you lived with Tessa. You should know her best. Isn’t it true she has a violent streak? When she couldn’t get a divorce, she turned to attempted murder. Doesn’t someone that dangerous deserve to be in prison to protect society p>
Gabriela’s gaze slid toward him, cool and unblinking.
Sensing an opportunity, the reporter pressed on. “You claim Tessa was a victim of domestic violence. But was she really hurt that badly? Have you seen her body? Can you confirm where the injuries are? She’s beautiful, successful, and wealthy, yet she says she was abused. Did she ever consider the problem might lie within herself? And tell us honestly. Is it true, as the rumors say, that she was unfaithful p>
Gabriela didn’t flinch. She didn’t dignify the questions with an answer. Instead, her voice rang out, cold and steady.
“Are you married? Does your wife use the internet p>
The reporter froze, caught off guard. Before he could recover, Gabriela’s voice cut through the crowd.
“I only hope your wife won’t feel humiliated and suffocated when she sees this clip of you. And if you have children, I hope they won’t grow up ashamed of their father p>
The man’s face went red. Cornered and stung, he lashed out.
“Tessa herself said you’re just ordinary friends, yet you interfered in her marriage and caused this tragedy. You’re the one who should feel ashamed p>
𝘞𝘩𝗮t 𝗲𝘷er𝘺𝘰n𝖾 𝗂𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮di𝗻𝗴 𝗼n
Gabriela’s eyes narrowed, her tone razor-sharp.
“Shame? For offering help to someone being beaten in her own home? No. That burden belongs to men who excuse violence, and to journalists like you who feed on it like vultures p>
Gabriela’s presence was usually soft, almost gentle. But in that moment, her eyes gleamed like blades, and the force in her voice made the reporter instinctively retreat.
Beside her, the towering Tyler stood like a wall, his glare warning off anyone who thought of coming closer.
Just like that, the chaos collapsed into a cold, heavy silence.
Wesley soon heard what had happened with Tessa.
Billy, unable to hold back his concern, finally spoke. “Mr. Moss, I’ve worked with Tessa for years. I know her character. She wouldn’t have done something like this unless she had nowhere else left to go p>
Wesley’s gaze sharpened. “Do you want to help her p>
Billy hesitated only for a breath before nodding with resolve.
“Good,” Wesley said. “Send Benedict to the police station. Negotiate with Fulton’s family. Do whatever it takes to get them to sign a settlement agreement p>
With that agreement in place, Tessa’s case could be treated as a standard domestic violence incident, carrying far lighter consequences.
Billy’s face lit up. “Understood p>
He strode out of the office, confidence in every step.
Unbeknownst to them, Rebecca had been lingering outside, listening intently to every word.
Without hesitation, she pushed the door open and stepped inside.
“Wesley, are you seriously sending Benedict over for just a secretary? Isn’t that a bit excessive?” she asked, arching a brow.
Benedict wasn’t just any employee; he was the company’s chief legal adviser, a man with a near-flawless record.
Wesley’s gaze met hers, calm and unreadable, and a chill ran through Rebecca.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, unease creeping into her voice.
“Rebecca, it’s none of your concern,” he said, his tone low and edged with warning as he picked up his suit jacket.
As he reached the door, his voice dropped to something colder, sharper. “I know you want to marry me, but you should know I have other options p>