Chapter 73 How Cheap Are You

Gabriel hurled his phone to the floor, causing its screen to shatter into pieces. Then, he grabbed his suit jacket and stormed out. ... Emily had barely made it home and was still skimming headlines when a deafening crack shattered the silence. The lock gave way, the door burst inward, and the frame rattled in its hinges. She jolted at the sound. But before she could even move, Gabriel had already stormed in. His eyes were bloodshot, and the rage emanating from his body was palpable. He slammed a stack of photos onto the coffee table and walked toward Emily. "Emily," his cold voice came through clenched teeth, "how do you explain these?" Emily looked down at the photos of her and Robert at the café. Every shot made them look as if they were close. Did Gabriel see every word she spoke and every move she made as a betrayal? Emily didn't even want to try explaining. Then, Gabriel snatched up a photo and shoved it inches from her face. "What did Robert give you that made you ru