"I’m working on something special for Monday," Amelie said, stepping away and making her way back to the bed.
"A proposal?" Gabriel asked.
"You’ll find out soon enough," she replied with a teasing smile. "In the meantime, you should go see Brother Casaio. Just keep a calm mind when you talk to him."
She settled onto the bed, picking up her laptop and opening it across her lap.
"Alright," Gabriel nodded, watching her for a moment. "By the way, don’t forget, we’re going out this evening."
"I haven’t forgotten," Amelie said with a soft smile, eyes flickering up to meet his before returning to the screen in front of her.
Gabriel went downstairs as his gaze fell upon Albus. ’Did Albus tell Mom about Zilia? I need to set a trap to find out who the real spy is in my mansion. Making guesses won’t do anything good,’ he thought, and reached the bottom of the stairs.
He made his way toward Casaio’s room and knocked on the door.
"Come in," Casaio said.
Gabriel pushed the door open and stepped inside. Casaio stood with his back to him, quietly packing a suitcase.
"You came to apologize?" Casaio asked without turning around.
Gabriel let out a dry chuckle and pulled out a chair, settling into it with a relaxed posture. "Why would I apologize?"
"Then why are you here?" Casaio replied, finally glancing over his shoulder to study Gabriel’s expression.
Gabriel’s gaze shifted to a magazine on the table. "Why did you lie?"
Casaio paused, then calmly zipped up the suitcase. "Didn’t you already decide I did it to protect our mother?" he said. He sat down on the edge of the mattress. "Amelie told you to come with a calm mind, didn’t she? She’s the only one you ever listen to."
Gabriel’s jaw tensed. "I ended up shouting at her... because of Mom. You know what she did, don’t you? She called Amelie and invited her to some ridiculous party at the palace. I hated it. It pissed me off."
Casaio leaned forward slightly, his voice steady. "So now you’re fighting with your mate too."
"I’ve already apologized to her," Gabriel muttered. "Yeah, she asked me to talk to you... to hear the truth directly. She believes you have a soft spot for your younger brother," he added with a hint of sarcasm.
"Amelie’s more mature than you," Casaio remarked.
"You should’ve just told me the truth," Gabriel said, his tone quiet but firm.
"And you would’ve stormed into the palace to pick a fight with Mom," Casaio countered, meeting his gaze. "I was trying to keep that bridge from burning completely. I thought it was the best choice at the time. You were on your honeymoon, and I didn’t want to ruin it. But who told you the truth? Your beta?" he asked.
"Karmen chose to stay quiet," Gabriel said, scoffing.
"Denzel?"
"In about an hour," Casaio replied, standing as well. "I’ll call you once I reach the palace."
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