Revenge After Prison Never Forgiven (Abigail) novel Chapter 209

Chapter 209

Stephen looked like he’d just heard the world’s funniest joke, his face tonally alark with the Thee no pot centimer für die Hil diri kave love here?”

“Have I ever been anything but good to her Bianca asked Christian

Then she sighed. “Do your thing for her. I won’t stop you. But one day you’ll see she won’t give a shit about your kindere

She’d finally realized Daniella only ever looked out for number one

Maybe it started the day Abigail came back.

Their love never calmed her childhood fears. Instead, she’d let a monster grow inside.

“Yeah, you can coddle her all you want. I’m out.” Stephen stood up and left

Stephen and Christian used to be Daniella’s shadows, inseparable

Now Stephen treated Christian like a stranger.

After Daniella attacked the maid, Gabriel told the staff to deliver her meals, but no one budged.

“Cathy’s in the hospital,” one maid said. “We ain’t risking that.”

Another muttered, “Is Ms. Daniella Gibson losing it?”

Gabriel scowled. “Knock it off. Just leave the tray at the door and shout.”

“I’ll go,” a young, pretty maid piped up.

“Fine. I’ll increase your pay by 100 dollars a month. Good?” Gabriel felt screwed.

“Thanks to Daniella, we have to kiss the maids‘ asses,’ he thought.

“Thank you, sir.” the maid grinned.

At lunch, after the whole Gibson family finished eating, the young maid carried the tray to the attic, repeating Cathy’s words in her head–No cameras up here. We can do whatever.”

When the maid set the tray by the door, she called out to Daniella inside. “Food’s here.”

The second the words left her mouth, she kicked the tray over.

Daniella came out to find the meal spilled everywhere, and her temper exploded.

‘So the maids couldn’t mess with me to my face anymore. Now they are pulling stunts behind my back, she thought

She’d been starving, and now there was nothing to eat.

But she wasn’t about to beg, so she slammed the door and stalked back into the room

That evening, Gabriel had just walked in when he heard the maids gossiping.

“As soon as I put the lunch down, she kicked the tray over. Total waste. The kitchen lady felt bad for her and even snuck her a roasted chicken wing. but she didn’t give a damnn one said.

Another piped up, “What do you expect? She’s a heiress. After Mr. Gabriel Gibson didn’t take her side over Cathy yesterday, of course, she’s giving him the cold shoulder”

Gabriel heard every word, a vein pulsing in his temple.

“What the hell are you jabbering about? Get back to work!” he roared, marching toward them.

The maids scattered like flies.

Gabriel flopped onto the couch, tore off his tie, and seethed in silence. Suddenly he barked, ‘Go get Ruth from the kitchen!”

A maid scurried off to fetch her.

Seconds later, Ruth Bishop shuffled out of the kitchen, eyeing Gabriel nervously with a puzzled look.

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