Gabrielle's eyes dimmed.

"Mr. Taylor, will you believe me if I say I was deceived of entering here?"

She did not mention the details because she knew Ben never listened to or believed her words.

Ben snapped in a deep voice with a condescending look in his eyes, "Do you know what the place is?"

Gabrielle thought to herself, "I know it is one of your three forbidden places, but now I have entered here. What can you do to me?

She hid her thoughts and answered, "Sorry, Mr. Taylor, I do not know what this place is and that you are here."

If she had known he was here, she would not have come in.

Ben knitted his brows, and his voice grew colder, "Get out!"

Trembling and gritting her teeth with anger, Gabrielle was about to turn to leave when she realized that she did not know how to get out. As a result, she had to ask Ben in a polite voice, "Okay, but Mr. Taylor, can you open the door please?"

Ben waved his hand with a bottle of wine, "Don't challenge my patience. Get out now."

His weak voice showed that he was a bit drunken.

After his words, he turned around and staggered back while refilling his glass with wine.

Gabrielle looked at Ben, who stumbled, cursing him as a drunkard.

But as she found no way out, she had to follow the man while saying in an anxious tone, "Mr. Taylor, I came here when I heard Rachel's cries. But the door was locked suddenly, and I have no idea how to get out... I know you don't want to see me, so please open the door..."

Gabrielle was explaining when the man suddenly turned his back. It was so abrupt that she bumped on the bottle in his hand.

There was a sound that the wine was poured out.

The wine spilled all over Gabrielle.

"Mr. Taylor!" Gabrielle flicked the wine stain on her shirt while glaring at the man.

Although it was winter, the villa was moderately temperature-controlled. So she just wore a thin shirt, which was now wet with the crimson wine and stuck to her chest, clearly reflecting her bra's straps.

Ben was shaken by her roar of indignation, slowly fixing his dazed eyes on her...

Gabrielle, "..."

Ben, "..."

They looked at each other in silence.

After quickly covering herself up, Gabrielle snapped with an indignant expression, "What are you looking at!"

Gabrielle was so angry that she almost could not refrain from beating him up.

Her exclaiming sobered up Ben, who quickly averted his eyes and gave an embarrassed cough.

Gabrielle swore at him again in her heart.

Ben felt so awkward that he felt a blush. To conceal his embarrassment, he suddenly looked back at her, "This is how you seduce me?"

Gabrielle replied with a glare, "Mr. Taylor, are you out of your mind? Why do you think that you are so charming that every woman falls for you? What a narcissist!"

How ridiculous he was to think that she was attempting to seduce him!

Gabrielle was skillful at sarcasm.

Ben, who had been spoiled since his childhood, became enraged by her.

"Do you know who you're talking to?"

Gabrielle retorted, "Even the king of heaven does not have the right to accuse others of his own fault!"

"You!" Ben stared at her grimly, his face reddening.

Gabrielle stood straight with her hands covered her chest.

Ben narrowed his eyes and faintly smiled with disdain.

How bold she was! He had never seen a woman like her before.

At the sight of Ben's vague smile, Gabrielle tightened up her body.

She had a complete understanding of Ben, who always displayed a stern face. There was a dangerous meaning in his charming smile.

Gabrielle intuitively took a step back.