Gideon slammed the door shut behind them and pulled Angela into their room. Pinching the bridge of his nose, He exhaled sharply. “What do you want me to do, Angela?” he asked, his voice low and harsh. Already expecting an argument, Angela folded her arms across her chest. “I want you to listen to me. You don't need to do anything, but don't stop me from doing what I need to do,” she replied calmly. Gideon strode toward her and gripped her arms. “You want Daniela here? Last time I checked, you didn't want her anywhere near us. Do we really need this? And Jordan?” He sucked in a breath before gritting out, “Don't trust him, Angela.” Angela pushed his hands away. “Stop telling me what to do, Gideon. He fought Damon for me. I'm sure he's hiding something because he's being coerced. Daniela is far more vicious than him. Let him wake up and..” “And what if he denies everything? What if he refuses to admit his mistakes?” Gideon challenged. Angela opened her mouth but no words came
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