The Tycoon's Secret Wife's Escape novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91

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“Sabrina, calm down, Gabriel scolded her, grabbing her arm to mop her from getting tone pe

Grandmother’s gaze drifted from Sabrina to me

“Who is this person?” she asked, her voice tinged with disdain

“A random woman who’s been pestering me. I replied, my irritation barely concealed

My cousin chose that moment to intervene. ‘Grandma, you know Gabriel fabella brought him to God’s bebbday pay in L.A. last time.”

Her words implied that I might have some connection to the couple. Bot 1 knew Condmota to the wallets remember Gabriel, nor would she approve of him. To her, he was just an actor, haply works her notice

“Mrs. Jones,” Sabrina pressed on, I’m Gabriel Sterling’s current girlfriend. kabella has been harassing my boyfriend and I’m demanding an apology for her behavior.”

Gabriel clarified quickly, “No, Grandma. Sabrina has misunderstood. kabella and I have dready ended our relatestup

“Why are you calling me Grandma? Are you my grandchild?”

Gabriel’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, betraying his embarrassment.

My cousin rushed to his defense. “Grandma, you used to let him call you that because of labella”

“Used to,” Grandmother emphasized, her eyes narrowing. “But didn’t he just say he and Isabella have broken up? So, sell me, what is our relationship now?”

The tension in the room thickened, but my cousin wasn’t done stirring the pot. ‘Grandma, they claim Isabella’s baby is Gabriel’s–that he’s the father of your great–grandchild.”

“Which I’ve already explained is not true!” I snapped, my frustration boiling over.

The crowd gathered around us; their eyes alight with the thrill of witnessing raw family drama

“Mrs. Jones, that’s precisely why I’m demanding an apology!” Sabrina’s voice trembled, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I’m Gabriel’s current girlfriend, but Isabella refuses to let go! She keeps seducing him and has completely lost all sense of decency. Worst of all–she slapped me!”

“For everyone’s sake, stop spreading these lies!” I shot back, my frustration rising. “I slapped her because she insulted me without reason. I ended things with Gabriel, and we haven’t communicated in so long. He is definitely not the father of my child!”

My cousin’s eyes suddenly sparked with a calculated recollection. “Oh, right, Isabella, you’ve repeatedly clair married, insisting your husband would attend this event. So, where is he?”

She looked around the room dramatically, as if doubting my credibility.

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My aunt quickly chimed in, her words laced with implication. “Exactly. From what we’ve seen, Gabriel is the only one you’ve been engaging with so… intimately.”

Whispers had been rippling through the gathered crowd.

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Mayte fotela is just trying to cover up her relationship with Gabriel, a bystander whispered loudly enough for others to

Another voice joined in. “Well, they did keep their relationship hidden for five years. Who’s to say they aren’t still scherning behind Sabrina’s track?

Frustration coursed through me. I massaged my temples, feeling the weight of these unwarranted accusations,

“Isabella, is it true? Grandma’s voice pierced through the murmurs. Is Gabriel the father of your child?

“Grandma, please trust me, I said firmly. “My husband is on his way

Her lips thinned in disapproval. “Then why is he late? Does your husband poses so little respect for me that he would arrive tardy to this gathering?”

Before I could formulate a response, a commotion erupted at the mansion’s entrance.

“It’s Mr. Blake someone exclaimed, followed by another.

“Mr. Blake is here–and he’s brought an entire array of giftsr

The guests parted, creating a pathway for Grayson. Eight men followed behind him, each carrying ornate boxes of gifts.

My heart slammed against my ribs as his familiar presence flooded the space. His striking features, his air of authority, the way he carried himself–it all brought back memories that I thought I’d buried long ago.

Snapping back, I continued, “You were looking for my husband? Then let me introduce you-

Before I could complete my sentence, Mrs. Mendez unexpectedly approached Grayson, halting his progress. I hadn’t expected her to be here–she was the mother of the daughter originally proposed by Grandma Blake as a potential marriage match for Grayson.

“Grayson, is that you? It’s been such a long time! My daughter’s been waiting for your date,” she exclaimed.

“Move,” he commanded, fixing her with a stern, intimidating look.

Mrs. Mendez visibly flinched, immediately stepping backward to clear his path.

Without further acknowledgment, Grayson strode directly toward our group.

“Sorry I’m late, Grandma. I was personally selecting gifts for you,” Grayson said, his tone sincere.

“It’s fine, Grayson.” Grandma smiled, patting his shoulder before turning to look at the gifts he brought.