His Deadly Obsession

f she was agreeable. He did not think to tell her about the condition. No, he would not tell her. Unless the situation arises. No matter how much he tried, he did not kno

nd him. Who cared? She probably had his and never contacted him either. Gabriel sent her a message, asking to meet up. He should get a feel on what personality she had in order to know what his marriage life had in store for him. Waiting for her reply, he rubbed his bearded jaw. "Are you still pissed?" He tilted his head to look at his friend, Ryan. The redhead entered the office with a raised brow. He had known his friend long enough to know about his impatience anytime Gabriel wallowed in his anger. "What is it?" He placed his phone screen down on the table. "You have an invite to dinner with Minister David Carter." "What does he want me for?" "You would know when you meet him. He is a member of the golf club and frequently met with your father. If anything, it might be a ploy to make alliances with you after your father's rather sudden death." He cocked his head at Ryan's choice of words and made a non-committal grunt. There were times where he wondered if his friend was a bit of a sadist. It had nothing to do with his personality or his way of life but in his thinking. Others might have discouraged Gabriel's plans to take over from his father but Ryan barely twitched despite being raised by Dominic. Perhaps it was the world they lived in, devoid of conscience. His phone vibrated on the table, bearing a message. He glanced at it, eyes widening with surprise. "What's the matter?" Gabriel shrugged. "I am having lunch with Isabella Clark." "Could not wait till the wedding day to meet her?" "Please." He grabbed his car keys. "I'm not old fashioned. I want to know what she is like." "Pampered, probably. She is her father's only daughter." Gabriel said nothing to that. He was not lacking money to deprive the blonde princess of her wants whe