My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 382
Both bodyguards looked at Gabriel, but their gazes were impassive. Gabriel gnashed his teeth and plastered on a menacing
expression as he led his men over.
One of the guards stopped him and asked flatly, “Can I help you?”
Gabriel’s expression was dark as he answered, “I’m looking for Ms. Wanda Wainwright.”
The bodyguard rejected him swiftly. “No one’s allowed inside without Mr. Perez’s permission.”
Gabriel was not as scared since he had Kayson’s support, so he said, “I don’t care about Mr. Perez. Mr. Yarde’s asked me to
come here for Ms. Wainwright.
“Consider this a warning from me. If anything happens to Ms. Wainwright, Mr. Yarde will never let you off the hook.”
Both bodyguards smirked disdainfully.
“Scrar!”
Without a second word, the bodyguard who stopped Gabriel yelled and punched him.
“F*ck! He punched Gabriel! Get him, bros!”
The men Gabriel had brought were all close to him. There was no way they would just sit
around seeing that he was hit.
The bodyguards wore a cold look. “Ignorant idiots. You’re seeking your own death!”
They moved fast like lightning as sounds of collision rang incessantly. Gabriel’s men were all beaten up in the blink of an eye.
With the grunts and groans at the door, the door opened to reveal a man in his 30s. He looked surprised when he saw Gabriel
and quickly told the bodyguards servilely, “It’s a misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding!” He approached Gabriel and
asked, “Mr. Bayfield, what are you doing?”
Gabriel wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and snapped. “Martin, is there a woman named Wanda Wainwright in there?”

Martin Jorge frowned. “Yes, what’s up?”
Gabriel told him in a low tone, “Nothing can happen to her, or both of us are dead.”
Martin widened his eyes and asked, “What nonsense are you talking about? Do you know who Mr. Perez, who’s sitting inside,
is? Skyspring’s rich heir! His father has a listed company worth over tens of billions of dollars!”
Gabriel could not help the shudder that ran through him, but he thought that it should not matter inuch with Kayson around.
Martin was the boss of the bar. He knew that Gabriel had taken over Horacio’s place now, but that did not mean he was actually
scared of him. To be honest, it was not that he looked down on Gabriel, but the latter was like a pushover when Horacio was
around. He had no sense of
intimidation.
Horacio was domineering and aggressive, and only a savage like him with influence and ability could run a gang in a place like
Clouspring. As for Gabriel... he was being polite by addressing him as Mr. Bayfield. Martin would have called him Gabriel directly
if he could not be bothered with him.
Gabriel scowled. “Martin, I’m not joking with you.”
Martin was quiet for a bit before he said, “Alright, come with me.”
Gabriel nodded and bowed slightly. He glanced at the bodyguards who hit him and remembered his face.
There was an arrogant and wild man who seemed to have drunk quite a lot in the room, wrapping his arms around some women.
There were a few others beside him. Gabriel did not know Wanda, but he recognized who she was at a glance. The prettiest in
the room must be her. He was just about to speak when he was kicked on his behind and fell to the floor.
Enraged, he turned back to scold, “Martin, you—” Martin kicked his face and snarled, “Martin? F*ck, I was nice, and you really
think you’re Sir Horacio? “No one’s bothered with a piece of trash like you when Sir Horacio was around. Do you really think you
can replace him now that he’s not around anymore? “It’s Mr. Jorge for you, get it? Only the late Sir Horacio could call me by my
name in Clouspring! Who the f*ck do you think you are, Gabriel!?”
Gabriel was bleeding everywhere on his head after a good beating. Mr. Perez, who had his arms full with women drawled,
“Alright, stop it! It’s too noisy!”