Author' s POV
Hearing Gabrielle's voice, Helen and Fiona shuddered.
"W-Why are you here?" Helen asked in astonishment.
Why wasn't she kicked out by Fisher Group? How could she still be qualified to attend this banquet?
Fiona was also slightly shocked, but she quickly calmed down and smiled calmly, "You must be up to something, right? Gabrielle, I advise you to take the win. Not any rich family will take in trash, let alone second-hand trash like you..."
With Fiona backing her up, Helen mocked unashamedly, "That's right. Are you here to make a scene? It is a pity that no one is helping you, not even the Black Throne Pack. Gabrielle, you've lost your backer..."
Gabrielle bowed her head and chuckled lightly, as if she cared nothing for them. Then she went out without a word.
Helen stood deliberately in front of the door, with a haughty air. It did not appear that she had any intention of making way politely for Gabrielle.