Gabriel nodded, "Alright, I got it, thanks Shirley!"

"Don't mention it," Shirley replied with a huff, "I just feel bad about dragging you into this mess yesterday. If you need anything, just holler. I might not have cash or clout like Baron, but we're comrades-in-arms, and we can't let that guy push us around!"

"Deal!"

Gabriel hung up the phone and headed to the bathroom for a shower. When he emerged, the bed was made, and as usual, there were fresh clothes laid out for him-a new shirt and trousers, same style as always.

He couldn't help wondering just how many of those shirts she'd bought.

Dressed and ready, he walked out to find Sylvia in her simple loungewear, her hair up in a bun, fixing breakfast.

Some women, no matter what they wear, are just a feast for the eyes!

She placed a fresh batch of egg tarts on the table, then served him toasted bread with beef chunks and a glass of milk, smiling warmly. "It's all just store-bought stuff, so don't turn your nose up at it!" "It's fine, as long as it's edible, I'm not picky!" Gabriel said.

Sylvia raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled, "I also made some vanilla sugar cake, want to try it?"

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