GABRIELLE POV
Carlos helped Gabrielle into the car, her stress levels already soaring to new heights. She barely managed a thank you as Carlos closed the door behind her. The car’s interior felt like a pressure cooker of unease, and she could scarcely contain her mounting tension.
Just before they pulled away, Carlos opened the door and leaned in, his voice betraying a hint of uncertainty. “Mr. Leo has requested to switch cars. He’ll be accompanying you,” he announced.
Gabrielle’s eyes flashed with irritation. “Tell your Mr. Leo I don’t need his company,” she instructed bluntly, her voice sharp with frustration.
“I’m sorry, I just follow orders,” Carlos apologized, his discomfort evident as he backed away, leaving Gabrielle to stew in her agitation.
From the backseat, Madison’s voice
