Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 617

Chapter 617: Requested the final report

Carlos and Amelie stood by the glass partitions of the terminal, waving until Mona’s figure finally vanished into the crowd of travelers. Even little Noah, perched in his stroller, mimicked his mother’s gesture, his tiny hand flapping enthusiastically in the air.

As they turned to exit the airport, and there, leaning against a black vehicle, stood Gabriel. He looked every bit the royal in a long, wine-colored wool coat and dark shades that masked his expression.

"Weren’t you at Juniper’s house?" Amelie asked, her eyes widening in surprise.

"Yeah, I was," Gabriel replied, pushing his shades up as he walked toward them. "Then I returned to the palace quickly, changed, and decided to teleport here. I figured you shouldn’t have to drive back alone because it is supposed to be an outing for us."

"Da! Da!" Noah chimed in, his face lighting up as he recognized his father. His small hands reached out, grabbing at the air in Gabriel’s direction.

Carlos looked between the two of them, catching the subtle air Gabriel was radiating. A sly smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "I think I have to leave both of you alone," he stated, stepping back. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"What? No!" Amelie refused immediately, looking at her friend. "Stay. We were going to grab lunch. I wanted you to enjoy the day with us."

However, Gabriel remained silent, his gaze shifting to Carlos with an intensity that clearly signaled he wanted some private time with Amelie and the baby. Carlos, ever the perceptive one, caught the hint loud and clear.

"Amelie, I actually just remembered I promised Karmen we’d have drinks," Carlos lied smoothly, waving a hand dismissively. "So, I’ll head to his place. Bye!" He gave Gabriel a knowing wink, blew a kiss to Noah, and quickly flagged down a passing taxi before Amelie could protest further.

"Now, let’s get into the car," Gabriel stated, his voice dropping to a protective register as he took hold of the stroller. He steered Noah toward the curb where a crowd had already begun to swell.

There was a sea of flashing phones and eager faces. Some shouted for autographs, while others simply stood on their tiptoes to catch a glimpse of the woman who had become the unexpected heart of the Sinclair family.

The bodyguards moved in a synchronized wall of black suits, clearing a path and gently but firmly holding back the fans. Gabriel placed his hand on the small of Amelie’s back, guiding her into the backseat after Noah’s stroller was secured, then he climbed in beside her.

"You have made fans," Gabriel noted, his reflection shimmering in the tinted black glass as he watched the crowd recede into the distance.

The car pulled away smoothly, the interior suddenly quiet and insulated from the chaotic energy of the airport. One bodyguard sat stoically in the passenger seat, his eyes scanning the mirrors.

Amelie let out a long breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. "I never wanted to make fans, Gabriel. I mean... It feels weird. All those eyes on me, waiting for me to do or say something."

"They admire you," Gabriel chuckled softly, looking down as Noah grasped his index finger, tugging on it with surprising strength. "You’re a symbol of change to them. What’s weird about being loved by the people?"

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