THE INVINCIBLE TOP G

Chapter 7

Mark couldn't believe the audacity of Gabriel to treat him like a peasant. As he got him out of the ears and tossed him to the hallway like a little child, he spun and glared at his defiant face.

“How dare you treat me like this?" He groaned.

“Manipulators and jerks like you deserve to be treated worse than this. You should be lucky that I didn't have you bundled out like a worthless person,” Gabriel seethed to Mark's great astonishment.

"You've got the guts, huh? Do you think you meet up to my level?"

“I don't want to know because I'm incomparable to you. You're not worthy of tying my shoelace. A pig is likely better than you, Mark.”

Mark clenched his fist and gritted his teeth, boiling in rage. "You dare talk to your superior like that?”

Gabriel smirked. "Superior my foot. If you've got an atom of respect for yourself, you should leave this hospital now or I will drag you out by your hair.”

"Is that a threat?” Mark took a step forward, trying to seem daring.

But Gabriel covered the space between them and challenged with a stoic voice. "Just dare me and you would get to know what a threat is like.”

Taking a step back, Mark cowered but masked his fear with a cool smile. “We shall see." With that, he stomped away. 

Camella seethed with rage, her mind swirling with accusations. As Gabriel returned, she unleashed her pent-up fury upon him. "You're a damn fool for resorting to borrowing money from them, Gabriel," she accused, her voice trembling with anger.

Gabriel recoiled at her accusation, his expression one of bewilderment. "Who?"

“Horrible loan sharks," Camella spat, her anger palpable. "I'm sure you could only borrow such money from them."

"Camella, no..." Gabriel began, but she cut him off with a scathing glare.

"Don't bother lying to me," she snapped. "Now you've indebted us. What the heck is wrong with you?”

"It's not what you're thinking, Camella. Please, believe me..." Gabriel pleaded, desperation evident in his voice.

Camella's eyes narrowed as she regarded him skeptically. "Sure, yeah, Gabriel, I will believe you," she responded sarcastically, her tone dripping with skepticism. "I certainly will if you only tell me that you went and borrowed that money from my family or you admit that you took a loan from some loan sharks."

Gabriel opened his mouth to speak, but Camella cut him off, her persistence unwavering. "It's only my family that can give you such an amount," she insisted, despite harboring doubts about her family's ability to provide the funds on short notice. Deep down, she suspected Gabriel had turned to a loan shark for help.

"I didn't take that money from your family," Gabriel asserted firmly. "Neither did I take it from a loan shark."

Camella shook her head in disbelief, refusing to accept his denial. "Yes, you're telling the truth," she retorted, her frustration mounting. "You didn't borrow from my family because your ego wouldn't let you meet them and ask for their help. So you resorted to approaching some loan shark to get the money. Are you daft? You know they are bloody dangerous and will come for you or us," she gestured towards their daughter, "if you don't pay the money back on time."

Gabriel's brow furrowed in confusion. "No. Wait, how did you get Mark involved? I thought you didn't like him..."

"He is my boss," Camella explained tersely. "He's capable of helping. He offered to help before, and unable to trust you, who simply left without telling me where you were off to, I resorted to accepting his help.”

“Really?"

She glared at him, firmly admitting. “Yes. Should I have kept my hopes high regarding you knowing the slim chance of you coming back with the money?”