GoodNovelGabriel's words rang in the ears of the reporters, quieting them for sfew seconds before they began their questions again "Questions are going to be answered by you? Do you by any chance intend to hold a press conference and release a statement like Mr. Richardson and Mr. Lee?" One asked, shoving his microphone in Gabriel's face with clear intentions to get him talking as soon as possible. However, one glare from him had the repeater backing off and rethinking his choice of action "Mr. Bryce, would you be confirming the accusations being paid against Ms. Romero later today?" Another reporter questioned, this taround, from experience, she chose to keep a safe distance away from Gabriel Wise choice "Like I said, All questions asked would be answered by me, your curiosities could have to steamer down until then." Gabriel said and turned around, leaning down to Leonica's bright to whisper. "Let's go." As much as she was not on talking terms with Gabriel and pretty much didn't want to see his ass right now, Lennica couldn't help but feel thankful as he golded her away from the press, using himself as her shield until they had gotten to where she had parked her car. As she slipped in behind the wheels, watching as Gabriel warded off a few too curious for their own good Reporters, she had the urge to ask.
Why are you helping me? Do you feel guilty for all you've done so far? Do you even feel emotions? But with the way things were going, she remained silent and swallowed down whatever help he was offering even though it would be momentarily and short lived, she really didn't mind.
With one last look in his direction, she started the engine of her car and began driving off. Only after she had gone half way through the journey did a certain thought hit her.
Did Gabriel say he was going to have a press conference?
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