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ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SIX
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SYLVIA'S POVI was just about to finish up my chat with Grayson when Alice and Jocelia showed up, their concern written all over their faces. Grayson glanced at them and asked, "What are you two doing here?"Alice shot him a sharp look and replied, "What do you mean, 'What are we doing here?' We came to see you."Jocelia, looking anxious, added, "Yeah, we were so worried about you, baby."Grayson winced in pain as he tried to shift slightly, "Stop. Ugh, stop it."Sylvia moved closer, trying to support him, while Grayson told Alice and Jocelia, "You both should leave. I want to talk to Sylvia alone."Jocelia started to protest, "But—"Grayson cut her off firmly, "Now."Alice and Jocelia exchanged uneasy glances, then turned to look at me. Reluctantly, they left the room, leaving I and Grayson alone.Grayson and I stood in the quiet room, the silence between us almost tangible. My heart pounded as I opened my mouth to speak, but he raised a hand to stop me."Hold on," he said softly. I
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GRAYSON'S POVThe blinding flashes of cameras from the next morning were relentless as Sylvia wheeled me out of the hospital. The paparazzi were swarming, eager to capture every moment of my departure. I could almost feel Alice’s presence in the chaos, a twisted sense of retribution for tossing her out of my hospital room. It was like she always had to balance the scales whenever she felt slighted.Rex and Paul worked hard to fend off the crowd, creating a path for us. Sylvia, her face set in determined lines, guided me to the car. As soon as we were inside, she opened the door and helped me settle into the back seat. Paul took the wheel, while Rex sat beside him, their expressions a mix of concern and frustration.“Thanks for getting me out of there,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady despite the pain.Sylvia nodded, focusing on keeping the car moving smoothly through the throng of flashing cameras. “We’ll get you home soon. Try to relax.”As we drove away, I glanced back at the
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GRAYSON'S POVGrayson and I made our way up the stairs, the echo of Alice's shouting growing louder behind us. Her voice cut through the air like a knife, "Grayson, you dumb brat! You think you’ve got everything in life just because of your family’s money!"I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, but I kept my eyes forward, focusing on the steps ahead. Sylvia, walking beside me, seemed equally determined to ignore her. Alice’s voice grew more frantic. "And you, Sylvia! You’re nothing but a whore, and those kids of yours? Bastards!"I could see Sylvia's jaw tightening, but she didn't flinch. Her refusal to engage only seemed to fuel Alice’s anger. The more we ignored her, the louder and more vicious her taunts became. It was clear that no matter how much we tried to walk away, Alice’s bitterness wasn’t going to be easily quelled.I had just walked into the living room when Zenith and Zendaya, drawn by the noise, bolted out of their room. Their faces lit up with joy at the sight of m
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JOCELIA'S POVI drove to my father’s penthouse, feeling knots of anxiety twist in my stomach. I’d failed to get Sylvia out of Grayson’s life, lost the court case, and now Grayson had thrown me out. Sylvia was closer to him than ever. My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I imagined the fury I was about to face.I glanced in the rearview mirror at the bags in the backseat, a tear escaping my eye. I quickly wiped it away, trying to steady myself before facing my father’s anger.I finally pulled up to the penthouse and sat in the car for a moment, taking a deep breath to steady myself. The drive had been exhausting, and I needed a minute to collect my thoughts. I finally got out and approached the building staff, asking them to bring up my bags and luggage. They nodded and began to handle the heavy lifting.I walked over to the elevator, pressing the button to the top floor. As the doors slid open, I stepped inside, my mind racing with everything I had to do. I could already imagine
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ALICE'S POVI sat in the upscale café, the soft hum of conversations creating a low background buzz. The elegant decor and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee provided a calming atmosphere, a stark contrast to the tension I felt about to unfold. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself as I waited for Konrad and Jocelia to join me at the table.The waitress arrived, her notepad poised and ready. "Good afternoon. Can I take your orders?"I looked up from my menu, my gaze steady. "I'll have a cup of tea and some cookies, please."Konrad, his face set in a mask of stoic seriousness, glanced at Jocelia before replying. "Just bring me a glass of your finest gin and we won’t be needing anything at the moment, thank you."The waitress nodded and walked away, her footsteps fading as she headed back to the kitchen. I turned my full attention to Konrad and Jocelia, my mind racing through the details I needed to cover.“Now that we’re settled,” I began, my voice calm but firm, “we need to ad
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