With a tight grip on my throat, I couldn't catch my breath. Then I realized how wrong it was to get close to Gabriel!
At this point, I didn't lie anymore. Tears welled up in my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. "I don't want my daughter to suffer any harm, so I lie. I don't care if I'll become a criminal."
My tears dripped onto his hand, and Gabriel paused for a moment. But the next moment, there was a sinister look in his eyes.
His grip on my throat tightened and I was almost about to faint.
In the last second, he let go of me, and I collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.
Gabriel went back to fiddle with the brazier, his eyes dim. "Grace, what kind of person do you think am I?"
I tensed up all over and dared not say anything else, afraid of irritating him even more.
But it seemed like he had already read my mind.
"You have investigated me, so you should know something about me," he said slowly.
Thinking about what he had just said, I dismissed the idea of lying to him and swallowed hard. "Yes, you are the man living off my daughter. You must have taken a lot of money from her over the years."
"Is that all?"
I nodded with evasive eyes.