Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 398

Logan replied, “He’s already on the plane. He’ll land in an hour.”

Anastasia slid into the car. “Stick to the plan.”

“Understood.”

An hour later, Gabriel was back in Fairhaven.

Two hours after that, Logan sent a message to Anastasia while she was in class.

[Ma’am, it’s done.]

At that same moment, a local news alert popped up on Anastasia’s phone—a live video broadcast.

She glanced at the professor at the front of the lecture hall, then slowly put in her wireless earphones and tapped open the video.

On screen, Gabriel was surrounded by a crowd of reporters. He’d been away on a business trip, but the news about Penelope had made him rush home, heading straight to the hospital the moment he landed.

No sooner had he stepped out of the hospital than he was mobbed by journalists.

“Mr. Sterling, are you aware your daughter Penelope hired someone to attempt to kill Mr. Brennan?”

“How do you plan to apologize to the Brennan family? Will you turn your daughter in, or use your influence to shield her?”

“Was this your idea, Mr. Sterling? There are rumors you’ve always resented your late wife’s family. Did you order the hit on Mr. Brennan?”

The questions came rapid-fire, sharp and relentless. Gabriel was jostled so hard he could barely keep his footing, sweat running down his face as he tried to find a way out of the throng.

“Move, I have no comment!” he barked, his expression thunderous as he tried to escape.

But the reporters refused to let him go.

“Why are you avoiding the topic, Mr. Sterling? Does your silence mean you really orchestrated the attempted murder?”

Gabriel’s face darkened. “That’s absurd! Do you realize that’s slander? That’s a criminal offense!”

“I’m shocked and heartbroken by what she’s done,” Gabriel went on, righteous and unyielding. “She’s proven herself cruel and malicious. The Sterling family will never allow her to stay. From today on, I’m cutting all ties. She has nothing to do with me or the Sterling family ever again!”

“Gabriel!” Nora’s eyes brimmed with tears as she lost all restraint, rushing over to him. “How can you say that? Penelope is your daughter! How can you turn your back on her?”

She tried to grab him, desperate for him to reconsider, but Gabriel—right there in front of the cameras—slapped her hand away.

“She’s just a stepdaughter. Since when was she ever truly mine? If you can’t accept my decision, fine. Then let’s get a divorce!”

Nora fell to the ground, clutching her face, staring up at him in disbelief.

The reporters became even more frenzied, their cameras snapping away at the scene.

At school, Anastasia finished watching the livestream and slid her phone back into her pocket, a satisfied smile on her lips.

The broadcast had put her in such a good mood that, when lunchtime came, she even went back for seconds.