Awakening the War God

Chapter 134 The Opponent

Ava paused for a moment, then a touch of coyness flashed across her face.

The fact that Gabriel gave her the freedom to decide warmed her heart.

It at least proved that Gabriel did care about her feelings.

While she had initially wanted Gabriel to teach Pablo a lesson and let off some steam, she held back at the last moment.

"Gabriel, this should be enough. Let him go," she said.

Pablo only embraced her waist, and then his hand was pierced by four forks. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

The punishment had been quite enough.

Furthermore, Pablo had just claimed to be the grandson of Mr. Brooks, suggesting a significant family background and influence.

In that case, there was no need to escalate the situation and bring potential trouble to Gabriel's.

"Alright." Gabriel flashed a slight smile and nodded with a sense of relief.

Ava still had some level-headedness left in her.

She had boundaries.

In fact, he'd be disappointed if he were allowed to retaliate without restraint.

Understanding where the line was showed some intelligence.

He lightly patted Pablo's face with a disappointed expression. "Kid, consider yourself lucky. My lady here says to let you off the hook. We can call it a day!"

"Okay, okay..." Pablo quickly agreed, finally about to gain his freedom.

However, Gabriel's tone shifted, and he continued, "But here's the deal. Since you invoked Mr. Tyler Brook's name to intimidate me, you can't just leave on your own. You'll need to wait for Tyler to arrive and take you away. Otherwise, you won't be going anywhere!"

Pablo was momentarily taken aback and inwardly cursed his luck.

He wasn't scared of his grandfather coming to his rescue, but his right hand was stuck to the table.

It hurt.

And waiting for his grandfather to arrive meant enduring more pain.

"Alright, I'll make the call and have my grandfather come!"

With no other option, he awkwardly reached into his right pocket with his left hand and struggled to retrieve his phone.

After unlocking it with facial recognition, he quickly called Tyler.

The phone rang twice before Tyler picked up. "Hello, Grandpa, I'm at Michelin Restaurant. I've got beaten up. Please come and save me!"

Pablo's plea for help surprised Tyler, and he immediately flew into a rage. "This is Silverwood. Who dares to lay a hand on my dear grandson? Don't worry, Grandpa will skin him for you!"

Before Pablo could say anything else, Gabriel took the phone from him.

Then, he pressed the speakerphone button.

With a composed tone, he said, "Mr. Brooks, quite the authoritative figure you are. It was me who beat your grandson. I'm curious to see how you plan to kin me alive."

The voice on the other end hesitated for a moment before Tyler finally said, "You... You're Gabriel?"

His tone had clearly softened, filled with surprise.

Gabriel replied, "Yes, it's me. Let's get to the point. Just tell me how you plan to kin me alive. Mr. Brooks."

Gabriel, angered in his heart, lamented the despicable conduct of these government officials.

They shamelessly wielded the power given to them by the people as their own tool, acting haughtily above the common citizens and abusing their authority.

Countless innocent civilians, he thought, must have suffered injustice at the hands of these beasts without recourse.

Just look at how Tyler had behaved earlier, displaying arrogance and superiority, and it was evident that the entire Brooks family had a history of oppressing the common folk.

While appearing to be a cultured senior on the surface, was merely wearing a facade of civility.

Tyler said, "Gabriel, let's not engage in these empty pleasantries. What's the matter at hand? Why did you attack my grandson right after he returned from abroad?"

Gabriel responded with a counterquestion, "Do you even know what kind of person your grandson is? I was having dinner with a few girls when your grandson approached us, harassed my women,

and shamelessly declared that he intended to take one of my ladies with him for the night. Tell me, should I not have taught him a lesson?"

Listening to Gabriel's words, Tyler couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

Gabriel couldn't help but berate himself, feeling like a complete idiot.

"Why'd you have to go and mess with Gabriel, my foolish grandson?" he thought to himself.

He spoke with a stern tone, "My grandson was out of line in this situation. I apologize on his behalf. Please don't hold it against him. Young folks sometimes get a bit carried away. For my sake, how about we let it slide?"

Pablo's eyes widened in surprise, resembling dead fish that had suddenly come to life.

In all his years, he had never seen his grandfather offer an apology to anyone.

Panic surged within him. It seemed that this Gabriel character was indeed someone of significance.

No wonder he could effortlessly charm four stunning women at once. Pablo had truly stumbled into a hornet's nest this time.

"Alright, for your sake, Mr. Brooks, I compromise. If you could come in person to collect him, we'll consider the matter settled."

Without giving Pablo a chance to decline, Gabriel abruptly ended the call.

Bringing Pablo over was an opportunity for the old man to witness how Gabriel would handle him.

The deeper the grudge, the better.

Pablo finally let out a sigh of relief, thinking he'd be saved soon.

Now, all he had to do was endure the pain and await his grandfather's arrival, then he could leave.

Gabriel leaned down and patted Pablo's cheek once more, sporting a grin as he said, "You've got yourself a stand-up grandfather there. You've been pampered since day one, thinking you're invincible, huh? I'd say you had this coming. Count yourself lucky that my lady showed some mercy. If she had called for your demise earlier, you'd be six feet under by now."

Pablo shivered with fear.

He immediately thanked Ava profusely, "Thank you, beautiful lady, for showing restraint. I really appreciate it!"

Ava rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

She was thrilled that Gabriel kept referring to her as his lady.

It was even more satisfying than enjoying a lavish meal.

"Alright, folks, let's disperse. There's nothing more to see here!"

Gabriel dispersed the onlookers and scratched his head apologetically, "I'm sorry, ladies, for the commotion during our meal. But don't worry, once we're done here, I'll take you to a great place to make it up to you."

The four women remained silent; their appetite for the meal had been thoroughly spoiled.

In less than twenty minutes, Mr. Brooks arrived. When he saw Pablo's hand impaled on the table, his usually refined face contorted into a sinister expression.

"I'm here. Can I take him away now?"

Mr. Brooks' voice was icy and devoid of emotion.

Gabriel nodded, "Of course, I always keep my word."

Mr. Brooks waved his hand, and four bodyguards promptly approached, removing the four forks from Pablo's hand.

"Ah!"

Pablo screamed once more as they extracted the forks.

"Gabriel, we'll see what happens next!"

Leaving this ominous warning behind, Mr. Brooks turned and left.

He had initially assumed that his grandson had merely been roughed up a bit. Little did he know that Gabriel would be so merciless and inflict such a grievous injury. He had already resolved to make Gabriel regret this.

"Let's wait and see! "

Gabriel shrugged nonchalantly.

Then, he turned to the four women and said, "Ladies, let's go, find a better place to eat."

Zoe was right; Mr. Brooks was a cunning old fox.

The incident with the Davis family had already demonstrated a significant connection between him and the Davis family.

Since that was the case, Gabriel thought, he might as well continue playing the game.

After toppling the Davis family, their next target would be Mr. Brooks.

Outside the restaurant, Pablo couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Grandfather, it really hurts. Who is that guy, and why are you so afraid of him?"

Mr. Brooks halted in his tracks and turned sharply.

The chilly look in his eyes sent shivers down Pablo's spine.

It was the first time Pablo had seen his grandfather so infuriated.

"Smack!"

Enraged, Mr. Brooks slapped Pablo and shouted, "You worthless fool, why can't you control your impulses? Do you lack women so much that you had to mess with Gabriel's women? Have you forgotten the reason for your return to the country?"

"Let me make this clear: if this incident jeopardizes our bigger plans, I will ensure you can never make the same mistake again for the rest of your life-by castrating you!"

Pablo stood there, so stunned that he forgot the pain.

He dared not utter a word; only gave a nod.

This was the first time his grandfather had ever slapped him.

Today, because of Gabriel, he had experienced many firsts in his life.