Nemesis Game novel Chapter 62

"Gabriel ... thank you." She choked up and called his name.

The man behind her continued to gently embrace her. He did not hold her tightly, but enough to give her a sense of security.

His chest was warm and wide, as if it could accommodate all the harm in the world.

"Don't cry. You deserve the best." Gabriel reached out to hold her cold, shivering hand. His warm voice cut through her dark heart like a warm sun.

Samantha's face turned white and tears streamed down her face.

"I hate him." Her hoarse voice seemed to squeeze out of her dry throat.

Gabriel's body stiffened and his amber eyes were burning with willful fire, "I know. I'll help you."

His words gave her strength. She slowly stopped crying while her brown eyes grew deep with the darkness of the night.

"I won't let them go." She said word by word, and every word showed her great determination.

Since her love was worthless in his eyes, did she have to hold on to it?

No, she wanted revenge!

How could he? How could he still be so indifferent after knowing all the truth?

Did she really deserve to die compared to Peyton?

"I know. Whatever you want to do, I will help you." His attitude remained gentle and calm. It was as if he didn't care about anything, and as if he only wanted to give her, a person on the verge of despair, a simple warm hug.

This hug drew them closer to each other.

The faint scent of rosewood on him made Samantha cry even harder. She mumbled, "Thank you, at least I'm not alone."

Gabriel was such a warm presence at a time when everyone had turned their backs on her.

He was not as bright and dazzling as the sun, but like the moon in the night sky, which could guide her way forward.

Gabriel was about to say something when a man stepped out from the corner in front of them.

"Brother, you seem to be in good spirits. Instead of going to the banquet hall to entertain guests, you are here cuddling with Ruben's woman. Aren't you afraid that Ruben will kill you?" The man's voice sounded flirtatious with a smile.

Gabriel and Samantha were both stunned, and then Gabriel let go of her.

At that moment, the man in the corner came out. He was tall and erect. Because of the dim light, his face could not be seen, and he was leaning against the flower stand looking at them with a red wine glass in his hand.

Samantha's body was tense as a string. Brother? The only person who could call Gabriel brother was the first young master of the Baker family, Luke Baker!

Luke was the eldest son of the Baker family, and the only son of the old master Baker's first wife, Iris Lane. He was known as a playboy, who was a great eater, drinker, and gambler.

Gabriel just hugged her, and how much did Luke hear of what they said?

Gabriel kept expressionless. Although he looked a little displeased, he remained calm and composed.

"I'm not as happy as you are to be here eavesdropping on us," Gabriel replied nonchalantly.

Luke, who was in the darkness, gave a chuckle while he looked cold and stern, "Brother?"

Before Samantha could react, Luke had already rushed over from the darkness and swung his fist and smashed it hard into Gabriel's face!

"What the hell are you? A bastard born of a whore. Calling me brother? Do you deserve it?" Luke looked terrifying while he said coldly and slowly.

Gabriel was knocked straight back a step by the punch. By the light overhead, she saw blood flowing from the corner of his lips.

He took a step back and leaned against the wall, then rubbed his forehead with his hand. He looked like he was holding back his anger.

Samantha was scared out of her cold sweat by Luke's action, "Why did you hit him?"