Awakening the War God novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13 The Target of Public Criticism

Amazing!

All the people present were startled.

A designated-driver?

The youth who claimed to be the son of Mr. Edwards was a driver.

However, James must have some evidence to accuse him.

Now the public recalled the whole incident and found that Gabriel's claim was a one-sided story.

From beginning to end, he had no substantial evidence.

The only evidence might be the contract in Sophia's hand.

But it could be faked.

If so, Gabriel told a whooping story.

And he fooled all the guests present.

In the face of James' questioning, Gabriel kept calm and didn't show any anxiety.

Ava, however, was inferior to Gabriel in mindset.

She was panicking.

Ava knew that James must have found out clearly before he disclosed Gabriel's identity.

This time, they must be exposed.

But when she was in extremely nervous emotions, Ava suddenly felt that Gabriel held her hand tightly.

The flustered heart suddenly calmed down.

Sophia was at a loss, holding the contract with a stiff smile, "Mr. Davis, are you mistaken? This is the contract brought by Mr. Gabriel, with the seal of Apex Bank and the signature of Mr. Leon of Silverwood..."

Sophia couldn't believe that someone dared to fake a contract to cheat her.

This was a crime.

Other Fosters also gathered together.

They stared at the contract, trying to find any flaw.

"Mrs. Foster!" James interrupted Sophia and took out a portfolio, "I have the file of the so-called Junior Mr. Edwards, as well as his photos in detail."

"Let me briefly show it to everyone!"

"Gabriel, male, of unknown age, came to Silverwood three years ago as an unregistered resident."

"He shared in a 90-square-meter apartment in Stellar Estate, an urban renewed residential district, at the rent of 70 dollars a month!"

"His occupation is a designated driver!"

"He drove for Ava one night and the two knew each other for less than three days!"

"Also, I have asked someone and found there was no minister named Edwards in all departments of Apex Bank headquarters, or any younger generation of Apex Bank executives in Silverwood."

"So, Gabriel is totally a liar!"

After the explanation, he gave all the information in the portfolio to Sophia.

Since Gabriel ruined his plan of drugging Ava that day, James began to investigate him.

The information was detailed with some photos of Gabriel when he was driving.

The evidence was conclusive.

Ava and Gabriel conspired an identity as Junior Mr. Edwards to deceive others.

"OMG... Oh my..."

Sophia's hands were shaking when she thumbed through the data.

The Fosters behind her were all dumbfounded.

The evidence proved Gabriel's identity.

The bullshit Junior Mr. Edwards was a designated driver.

This was a terrible lie!

The guests were whispering, but things were pretty close.

The Foster family was going to be a big fool.

"How dare you? You bastard unite an outsider to fool your mother. You piss me off."

Angry Sophia threw the file to Ava and Gabriel with a crash.

She rushed to Ava, raised her right hand, and almost slapped Ava.

They told such a big lie in front of the guests.

The Foster family was in an embarrassing situation.

"Don't hit her. Calm down!"

Other juniors stopped Sophia.

The scene was in a mess.

In the falling paper, Ava's heart was like dead ashes.

Everything in sight seemed to be silent.

Ava only heard her own desperate heartbeat.

Sophia was held by others, touched her chest with one hand, and scolded, "Are you here to celebrate my birthday? It seems you wish to witness my death! Unfilial girl, you're really ungrateful."

"Don't be angry. Watch yourself!" The others comforted Sophia.

In the chaos, Mr. James turned his head and said, "Today is your birthday. Don't be angry! I think Ava is a well-behaved lady, who wouldn't deliberately have a hard time with you. It must be Gabriel who seduced Ava glibly and lied to you, trying to inherit the Foster family's wealth! Fortunately, Mr. Davis saw through this guy's vicious mind. It's not too late to expose the scam."