EIGHTY ONE

JOCELIA'S POV

I woke up with a smile on my face, feeling a sense of triumph already coursing through me. I looked over and saw Grayson still asleep, his features softened in slumber. Leaning over, I kissed him gently on the lips and whispered, "You’re going to be mine, all mine."

With that, I slipped out of bed, with a feeling of excitement. Today was the day I would land another strike on Slyvia. The plan was set: I was meeting the judge of Slyvia’s lawsuit to ensure the case would go against her, no matter what evidence she presented.

I headed to the bathroom, the anticipation making me hum a cheerful tune as I ran a hot bath. The steam washed over me, washing away any lingering doubts. As I dried off and emerged from the bathroom, I noticed Grayson was still sound asleep. Perfect.

I moved to my own room and called for the maids to help with my hair and makeup. Sitting in my dressing room, I watched in the mirror as they fussed over me, styling my hair just right and applying the