Chapter 480 Throw You Out
Gabriel and Briar were caught in a scandalously intimate embrace, setting off a frenzy of wild imaginations.
The reporters, like a pack of hungry wolves, snapped photos and recorded videos with fervor.
Briar cowered behind Gabriel, trembling with fear, looking pitiful and vulnerable.
Who would have thought? Natalie had a new lover, and now Gabriel did too!
But in the next moment, Gabriel abruptly shoved Briar away, as if discarding a piece of trash, his disdain unmistakable.
He didn't care if she was exposed in front of everyone.
He strode towards the reporters, his eyes dark and menacing.
His tone was laced with warning and threat.
"I don't care who sent you. If any of this gets out, if a single photo is published, you'll all be out of a job tomorrow."
Instantly, the sound of cameras ceased.
A heavy silence fell over the room.
The reporters looked at Gabriel with fear in their eyes.
Gabriel's name was usually seen in financial news or linked with Natalie, never out of the headlines.
They had forgotten that Gabriel of Kensington Group was untouchable, a force to be reckoned with in any field.
To have Gabriel's name in entertainment news was a desecration.
And they had dared to dig up dirt on him?
Their bodies trembled involuntarily, fear seeping into every pore.
Their eyes shifted to Briar on the floor inside.
She had tipped them off, claiming there was explosive news.
Gabriel noticed the shift in their gaze and instantly understood what had happened.
Someone dared to set him up?
His eyes turned icy cold, a chilling aura enveloping him.
He stood there, exuding an indescribable, sharp intensity, his voice cutting through the air.
"Get out!"
The reporters jolted and scattered, terrified of being the last to leave and becoming an example.
The doorway fell silent, and Gabriel turned to look at Briar, who was trembling on the floor, her face pale.
Her shoulders were exposed, trembling slightly, looking fragile and innocent.
But Gabriel had no interest in her appearance; his heart filled with disgust and cold anger.
Briar had dared to scheme against him?
The door remained open.
Gabriel didn't care if Briar was exposed to everyone.
Briar, on the other hand, felt embarrassed and shy, adjusting her towel slightly, her face uneasy.
"Mr. Kensington, let me change my clothes first."
She regretted that her plan had failed. She had hoped to use this incident to expose their relationship, forcing Gabriel into a corner.
That way, she could rightfully stay by Gabriel's side.
But who knew...
Gabriel's gaze was cold and piercing as he looked at her.
"I despise being manipulated."
Briar's face turned white, and she instinctively denied it. "It wasn't me..."
Gabriel knew the truth and looked away coldly.
Looking at her any longer would only dirty his eyes.
"Finding evidence would be easy, but I don't want to waste my time on you."
His voice was commanding, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Either go back to where you came from. Or I'll have Francis come and throw you out."
Briar's face turned ashen, and her heart sank.