That's why I keep telling you to come work at my father's pharmaceutical company," Gabe muttered, rubbing his temples. "Even though I'm not running it right now, a friend of mine....she's practically my sister manages everything on my behalf until I'm ready for public appearances." He let out a frustrated sigh. "But then who would've thought Sabe would be rushed to my hospital out of the countless hospitals in this city? Sometimes I swear the universe is mocking me."
So you actually allowed him to stay?" Damien raised an eyebrow as he lifted his glass of wine, swirling the red liquid before taking a slow sip. The night breeze drifted into the open rooftop lounge, cool and refreshing, blending with the low hum of bass-heavy music drifting from the club's speakers. Neon lights washed over their table in shifting shades of blue and violet.
