Chapter 88 Vincent's Regrets
After Jessica finished speaking, she turned to look at Vincent, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
That smile looked particularly gentle and charming in the moonlight: "Thank you so much tonight. I'm a bit tired, so I want to go home and rest first."
"Okay," Vincent nodded.
After saying goodbye to Jessica, she walked into the gate alone.
In the night, her petite figure was enveloped by the soft moonlight, adding a layer of hazy beauty.
Vincent didn't move, still leaning against the car in the same posture.
His tall figure looked elegant in the moonlight, exuding a noble and refined aura, and appearing exceptionally gentle.
Apart from his father's passing, he had never regretted anything in his life.
But at this moment, Vincent felt a deep sense of regret.
He regretted not meeting her earlier.
He also regretted not meeting her at the right time.
Around ten o'clock at night, Diana's birthday banquet came to an end.
Indeed, the birthday banquet was arranged grandly and extravagantly.
Whether it was the venue decoration, the catering standards, or various details, everything was impeccable.
However, this was not the birthday banquet Diana wanted.
She wanted a birthday banquet where she and Gabriel would walk hand in hand, gazing affectionately at each other in the crowd.
She wanted their relationship to be public.
But at this moment, everything turned into a bubble.
With a snap, it all shattered.
Indeed, he gave her a birthday banquet, but it was just a birthday banquet.
A celebration devoid of emotions and soul, merely a formality.
After the birthday banquet ended, Diana went into her room and swept all the cosmetics off the table.
"Why? Why did it turn out like this?"
"Jessica, why is it that I was the first to meet Gabriel, the first to fall in love with him, but in the end, you get to enjoy the fruits of it, why do I end up as the third party?"
Diana's anger was filled with resentment and jealousy.
Instead of comforting Diana, Rou further fueled the fire.
"Diana, you're right. It's all because of Jessica that we've come to this point.
"We must seek revenge for this."
Upon hearing this, Diana immediately sat up, grabbed Rou's hand, and said, "We must unite. As long as she's around, we can't give up."
"Diana, rest assured, I'll stand by your side. Whenever you need me, just let me know."
"Okay."
At this moment, both of them were devising their own plans.
Suddenly, there was a bang as the door was pushed open.
"Why? Can't you knock on the door?" Diana angrily shouted.
As she saw who had entered, she was momentarily stunned, followed by a sense of panic.
"Diana, what a grand scene you've set up!" Danielle walked in from the doorway.
She was wearing high heels over ten centimeters high, a purple suit, and a pair of oversized earrings, exuding an imposing aura from head to toe.
Every time Diana saw her, she automatically diminished her own presence.
Because Danielle's aura was just too powerful. Not many women could pull off that purple suit.
But Danielle could, and she looked stunning, exuding dominance and style.
Therefore, Diana instantly felt as fragile as a little chick, pitifully saying, "Danielle, I didn't know you were coming?"
"Of course, you didn't know. You don't hold the status that warrants informing you in advance."
Danielle walked towards Diana in her high heels.
The sound of her high heels on the ground was clear and crisp.
Each step seemed to tread on Diana's heart.
As Danielle approached, Diana's heart rate quickened.
Suddenly, Danielle reached out, lifted Diana's chin, and looked at her with a contemptuous smile, "Diana, didn't I warn you not to stir up trouble, not to ruin Jessica and Gabriel's relationship?"
"Have my words fallen on deaf ears?"
Diana shook her head pitifully, tears streaming down like a faucet.
Unfortunately, Danielle was unmoved by Diana's appearance.
"You don't need to tell me these lies, Diana. I know you too well. I'll say it once: stay far away from my son, or I can't guarantee what I might do."
As Danielle finished speaking, there was a sudden thud.
"Danielle..." Diana cried out in pain, and she even knelt directly in front of her.
"Danielle, I dare not lie in front of you. I truly love Gabriel, and I want to be with him. We genuinely love each other. Please, grant us your blessings!
"No matter what you ask, I will agree."
Diana's crying was earth-shattering. To an outsider, it might seem like Danielle had struck her.
Danielle took a deep breath, surprised by Diana's thick skin.
"I have only one request: stay far away from my son."
With that, Danielle looked at the bodyguard by the door and said, "Take action immediately."
Soon, the bodyguard came in, and grabbed Diana's arm, while another pushed her wheelchair, escorting her out.
Naturally, Diana resisted, struggling frantically, "Let me go! Where are you taking me?"
"We're taking you away for a while to clear your head."
"No, I don't want to. Gabriel is here, I want to be with him. I'm not going anywhere."
At this moment, Rou also ran up, pleading with Danielle, "Danielle, Diana is frail and can't handle this. Please let her go."
Danielle shot a cold glance at Rou, "If you can't bear to part with her, then go with her."
Rou immediately shut her mouth in fear.
Finally, Diana was forcibly taken away.
As Danielle left, she glanced back at Rou, "Stop causing trouble with her all the time, Rou. Remember, as a member of the Walton Family, I have been lenient with you."
"But if you do anything that harms the Walton Family or Jessica, I won't spare you."
With that, Danielle went downstairs to another room.
In the room, Gabriel and Jonah were at odds.
Both of them were in a standoff, refusing to back down.
When Danielle entered, she suddenly heard a crisp slap.
Looking up, she saw Jonah's hand already on Gabriel's face, with traces of blood quickly appearing at the corner of his mouth.
