Since she was the one who instigated the topic earlier, Madam Eaton shrank into her seat when she noticed how angry he was. Madam Barlowe was sitting beside her and so Madam Eaton wanted to use the former to block Gabriel's line of sight.
"Aunty," said Gabriel coldly as he looked at Madam Eaton.
Madam Eaton had a bad feeling when he suddenly called her. Her uneasy heart pounded as she stuttered, "I... I just..."
Gabriel no longer spared her another glance as he took Serenity's bag from the butler's hands. His cold and thin lips unhurriedly spat out a sentence. "Don't come to the Jones residence if there's nothing important in the future."
Madam Eaton felt as if she had been struck by lightning as her eyes widened in fear. "Gabriel, I'm your aunt. You can't do this…"
