Revenge After Prison Never Forgiven (Abigail) novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70

The farce came to an abrupt halt after Gabriel’s slap.

Shortly after, a knock sounded on the door. Abigail set her phone aside and rose to open it.

“Stevie got into that huge fight with your dad because of you, and you’re not even going to check on him?” Bianca stood in the doorway, her voice laced with both irritation and blame.

“I didn’t ask him to fight my battles with Dad,” Abigail said.

Abigail had never felt grateful for Stephen’s intervention. If anything, Bianca’s words now felt like empty posturing.

Bianca recoiled at Abigail’s blunt response, her eyes flickering with shock before welling up. “Don’t you have any sense of gratitude?” she snapped.

Abigail stepped closer, her face contorted with disgust. “Do me a favor. Stop doing things I never asked for and then demanding thanks. All you do is guilt–trip people. Can you ever do anything decent?”

Stephen’s actions hadn’t helped. They’d only made her situation in this house untenable. She’d endured their relentless cruelty for Wyatt’s sake, but now there was no point in enduring.

With that, Abigail slammed the door shut..

Bianca stood frozen, reeling. The pure disdain in Abigail’s eyes had pierced her like a needle, a sharp, aching pain spreading through her chest and leaving a bitter taste in her mouth.

Abigail barely slept that night.

At daybreak, shouting and Bianca’s intermittent sniffles floated up from downstairs.

After getting ready, Abigail went downstairs.

Stephen was struggling with two oversized suitcases and was stopped by the door, Ralph hovering nearby. Bianca was tearfully tugging at Stephen to stop him from leaving, while Daniella pleaded with Gabriel beside him.

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Abigail walked past them like a stranger, indifferent. She was about to step outside when Gabriel boomed, “Did I give you permission to leave?”

“Dad, Abby and I both work at Halden Group. You don’t have to push for a partnership with Celestial Group. Just let Abby talk to Mr. Robinson. You could join as an investor instead,” Daniella said, grabbing his arm and using a soft, coaxing tone.

But Ralph spoke up then. “Mr. Gibson, if your company’s really struggling, I can offer financial help. Please don’t make things hard on Stevie and Abby.”

Abigail brushed her hand off and said to Gabriel, “Fine, let’s talk in the study.”

“Mom, stay with Stevie. I’ll go to the study with them in case they start arguing,” Daniella said, then helped Gabriel into the study.

“If the family really can’t afford Grandpa’s care, I’ll pay for the sanatorium myself. I can even get him better care,” Abigail said, looking at Daniella with

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