Instead of listening to Victoria's desperate begging, Gabriel pulled his smartphone from his pocket and unlocked the screen. Victoria lunged forward, trying to grab the phone out of his hands, but Gabriel stepped back with ease, keeping her at arm's length. He dialed three numbers that made Victoria's heart drop straight into her stomach: 9-1-1.
He placed the phone on speaker mode and set it on the table right beside his discarded diamond ring. The dispatcher's clear voice echoed through the high-ceilinged room, asking for the location and nature of the emergency. Victoria froze, her hands flying up to cover her mouth as she realized Gabriel was not just kicking her out of the mansion—he was holding her accountable before the law.
Gabriel: I need police and medical assistance at 450 Park Avenue immediately.
Victoria: Gabriel, hang up the phone right now! Are you completely insane?
Gabriel: An assault just took place inside my home. My wife intentionally poured boiling liquid on an employee.
Dispatcher: Sir, is the victim conscious? Are emergency services needed for burns?
Gabriel: Yes, she has second-degree burns on her hand. Please send an ambulance right away.
The dispatcher confirmed that officers and paramedics were already dispatched and on their way to the residence. Gabriel provided all the necessary details calmly while Victoria sobbed uncontrollably, realizing her high-society lifestyle was crumbling around her in real time. If news of an arrest broke out, her reputation among the city's wealthy elite would be destroyed overnight.
She dropped to her knees on the polished floor, grabbing the edge of Gabriel's trousers as she begged for mercy. She promised to go to anger management, to pay Maria a massive personal settlement, and to step away from the public eye. But Gabriel looked down at her with a steady, unyielding expression, completely untouched by her theatrical tears.
Victoria: Please, Gabriel! Think about my family! Think about our reputation!
Gabriel: You should have thought about that before you burned an innocent girl.
Victoria: I was just stressed! You know how much pressure I've been under!
Gabriel: Stress reveals character, Victoria. And yours is rotten to the core.