Chapter 300: The Familiar

“Mind your own business,” Gabriel snorted coldly. “Is that all?”

“Yes,” Alison replied, noticing gazes in the car.

“Then get off.” He ordered coldly.

“I…” She felt her feet were too heavy to move.

“Miss Fairchild, this is my motorcycle. I don’t owe you anything—and you’re the one holding me up.” Hi...

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