Gabriella's POV.
I push him away slightly to get of his desk. I finally walk towards his window and stare down at the city.
"I know you have hacked my life already." I speak.
"You can call that checking." He replies and I hear his swivel chair move.
"My life is a deep crap, you might not want to listen to my shits." I start.
"I want to listen, Brie." He replies like he cares, but that's not possible.
"I am from a rich family, my mom and dad had their wealth. I never imagined us getting poor in less than two hours, but who can tell what would happen in the next few seconds? Absolutely no one, so my dad's best friend who by now must be swimming in my parent's hard earned wealth came up with this blackmail against my parents, which up till now I can't pinpoint the blackmail and then a
