Chapter 362
Chapter 362:
Gabriela stared at the phone in complete bewilderment.
What parallel universe had spawned this delusion? She had feelings for him? That was impossible.
Brenden’s boasting continued without pause. “This summer trip was strategic genius — I’m perfectly bronzed now, radiating masculine appeal! When I return, Gabriela won’t be able to resist me p>
Wesley’s expression transformed into something dangerous.
Loretta reached her breaking point and snapped, “Brenden, focus on your work. We’re ending this call p>
After disconnecting, she shook her head with maternal concern. “That boy’s lost what little sense he had. When he returns, I’ll get him some brain-boosting supplements p>
Miriam nodded with solemn agreement.
Fiona listened to their exchange, her mouth twitching in disdain.
𝖨ո𝗌𝘁аո𝘵 а𝗰𝗰е𝘴ѕ 𝗼𝘯
She believed Brenden would never capture Gabriela’s heart.
Depending on him to destroy Wesley and Gabriela’s relationship was like expecting miracles from a broken compass.
Conversations swirled around the room, leaving only Myah in contemplative silence.
Fiona’s constant attacks on Gabriela revealed her true nature — she was dangerous.
And Brenden, that privileged playboy with his parade of discarded girlfriends — what made him fixate on Gabriela?
The Moss family grated on every nerve — but Wesley topped the list of offenders.
He had carried her brother’s heart inside him, and now he wanted to steal the girl her brother had cherished most.
Such relentless greed made him absolutely repulsive.
Fiona’s persistent mentions of Brenden had planted seeds of unease in Gabriela’s mind, erasing any desire to linger.
After enduring another stretch of strained conversation, she rose with Myah and prepared to leave.
Wesley stepped forward immediately. “Let me drive you both home p>
When they reached Myah’s villa, the girl turned with sudden intensity. “Gabriela, there’s something I need to discuss with you. Privately p>
Gabriela followed her inside while Wesley remained by the car, hands tucked in his pockets.
Once the door clicked shut, Myah’s fingers clamped around Gabriela’s wrist like a vise.
“Gabriela, I can’t stand Wesley. I hate the Mosses. I refuse to set foot on that estate again p>
The fierce declaration left Gabriela reeling.
“Myah, what’s making you feel that way? The Mosses have shown you nothing but kindness p>
Thinking back, Gabriela remembered the closeness between Myah and Wesley.
Hearing Gabriela defend them shattered Myah’s composure. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she trembled with the fury of a cornered animal. “Of course they’re sweet to me — Wesley owes my brother a life debt!” Myah’s voice cracked with anguish. “But don’t you see? I’d trade every luxury, every comfort, every good thing in my life to have Allan back breathing p>
The raw pain in those words struck Gabriela like lightning. She pulled the trembling girl against her chest, stroking her hair with gentle fingers. “Allan’s accident was just that — an accident. The Moss family didn’t orchestrate his death. He managed to save a life even as he was dying; I believe that would have meant everything to him. You can’t hold Wesley responsible for receiving what Allan freely gave p>
Through shuddering sobs, Myah pressed closer. “I try not to blame them, truly I do. But every time I see him living, thriving, being happy — I remember Allan dying alone on that road. And here I am, benefiting from his death. I feel terrible.” Her fingers twisted in Gabriela’s shirt. “Allan was so good to you. Could you walk away from the Mosses? For him p>
The desperate plea tore at something deep in Gabriela’s chest, flooding her with memories of Allan’s protective presence, his easy laughter, the way he’d always made her feel safe.
She sighed. “Yes. I give you my word p>
The promise felt like destiny — she had already chosen to maintain her distance from the Moss family anyway.