Her Wicked Ploy.

"Yay Gabriel, Ashley isn't your son." Angelina who was unable to hide her happiness began jumping around, hugging and even kissing Gabriel. But the same couldn't be said for Leonica and Gabriel. Hearing Angelina's words, they both frowned, visibly confused. Ashely...wasn't Gabriel's son? They both simultaneously thought, unconsciously glancing at each other. While they were still caught up in the confusion of their thoughts and the situations outcome in general, Angelina rushed back to the table and snatched the paternity papers. In seconds, she was in front of Gabriel and snapping him out of his daze by showing the paper to him, or more accurately, shoving it in his face as she pointed her index finger at a particular paragraph. "Look, look at it Gabe, I'm not kidding." She pointed out in jubilee. And it was just as she had said. Staring at the paper with creased brows, Gabriel felt a sour taste descend into his stomach. It was true, Ashely wasn't his son, or so the papers say, but pa