Evelyn's expression was one of exasperation and deep disappointment.
"If that's what you believe, then there's nothing more to say." Gabriel's face hardened.
"I think you're just feeling guilty now that you've been caught in a lie." Juliana sneered. "We all know you're useless. Why do you have to act tough? Pathetic!"
"Believe what you want," Gabriel replied, too irritated to argue.
He stood up, intending to leave.
Just then, a young man with brown hair sauntered in, sunglasses perched on his nose, a cigar clamped between his teeth, and designer clothes draped over his frame.
"Well, well, look at this lively gathering!"
The young man, Fletcher, swaggered into the room, shaking his leg and grinning as he surveyed the crowd.
His eyes landed on Evelyn, lingering for a moment before sh
