Chapter 90

It was as if Emma was silently telling Gabriel that her affairs were none of anyone else's business. Gabriel paused mid-step, and for a fleeting moment, a trace of loneliness crossed his eyes. "Emma, I'm going to make dinner," he said, trying to capture her attention. She responded coolly, "Okay," and offered nothing more. ... The next day, Frank was at Castro Group, and he had yet to receive word from Emma regarding the foundation. She hadn't even bothered to reply to his messages. She was definitely not going to be apologizing to Lea anytime soon. His gaze darkened as his patience thinned. He looked up at Shane and asked, "Emma still hasn't responded?" Shane, clearly nervous, admitted, "Yes, Mr. Castro." Frank's mood soured instantly. "Cancel the sale," he ordered curtly. Shane's eyes widened. "What do you mean, sir?" When Shane's face went pale with dread, Frank's expression turned even darker. He pressed his thin lips together and said, "Don't tell me you've already s