Amelie quickly opened the message inbox and read the entire message.
A strange feeling occupied her mind. Not because she felt anything toward Alex after the betrayal and brutal rejection she received from him. However, what bothered her was whether Gabriel did it.
Her grip on the phone tightened, and she remained still on the bed, unable to understand how to process this news.
"What happened? Why do you suddenly look so pale?" Gabriel queried. He was dressed in a nice shirt and jeans.
"Alex… I got a message from my sister that he's dead," Amelie said. "He was poisoned," she murmured.
"I told you I would not let a threat linger around you," Gabriel said, moving to the dressing table. "Are you sad? Or are you angry that I did it?" he asked, fixing his hair.
"I'm not sad," Amelie replied. "I thought I would never get justice because he was an alpha. But what worries me is what others will think of you," she muttered, lowering her eyes.
