Gabriel’s POV
My mind refused to allow me to concentrate on anything. My distressed, irritated heart urged me to go and check on Olivia. The bas*ard had finally laid his eyes on Olivia. Up to that day, no one dared to touch or even raise an eye at my belongings. But the Red Umbrella went further than that and was challenging me, knowing well that Olivia was my weak point. Whoever the fu*king bas*ard backstabbing us was, he was doing his watchdog duty perfectly for him. Gritting my teeth, I vowed that the day I found the moth*rfu**er, I would cut him into tiny pieces and feed them to my pets.
A wave of anger rushed to my blood when I saw the note attached to my vehicle. All I wanted to do was burn the entire world to ashes. It also made me curious about how the messenger of the note reac
