"No," Belle replied. "I just think it's weird. Xenia definitely had a reason for inviting me, and yet nothing happened. Is it because I exposed her true self in front of so many people? "Maybe she needs time to digest the fact that I showed her for who she really is. That's why she didn't pay me any attention after that."Grayson couldn't care less about Xenia, but he did want to hear Belle speak. He just wanted to hear her voice. He asked, "How did you expose her?""I talked about her not liking me and how she's been putting on an act this whole time."Grayson stayed quiet.Belle continued, "I don't know what it feels like to put on an act like that, but I'm tired of watching her. If I didn't say anything, she'd definitely just keep pestering me. If I came clean about not liking her, she'd definitely never show up around me again.""Congratulations," Grayson said."Congratulations about what?" Belle asked."You got rid of another love rival."Belle blinked. "Love rival? Who,
Belle suddenly thought about the question Robert had asked her during the event.Grayson already knew she was Mr. Bunny, so she didn't hide anything. "Did Robert ever ask you about Mr. Bunny?" she asked.With narrowed eyes, Grayson asked, "Why?""When you went to speak to Grandpa, he came over to talk to me. He asked for my help in asking you about Mr. Bunny's whereabouts. He also said that Mr. Bunny was an old acquaintance of his, and he had to find him.""An old acquaintance?" Grayson repeated with a frown. "Sounds like you knew him a long time ago, then."Belle looked confused. "I don't know what's going on. I really don't remember ever meeting him before this, but he was really sure about it.""What did you say after that?""What could I have said? I had to say yes.""Did you tell him that you're Mr. Bunny?""No."Grayson calmed down a bit at Belle's answer. He was proud that he knew a secret of Belle's that Robert didn't know. He felt just a bit closer to Belle than Robe
Grayson was still unhappy. "Why am I only 'kind of' a friend? Is Robert your friend?" he asked.Belle didn't know what to say. "Why do you always bring him up? You never admit it when I say you like him. Think about it! You always bring him up. Do you have a crush on him or something?""Am I crushing on him, or are you crushing on him?" Grayson replied."I obviously don't have a crush on him, and he doesn't like me either. We're just friends. Do I always bring him up? No, but you do. You know, I heard that people will always subconsciously bring up their crushes in conversations. They'll always find a way to talk about their crush, too."Grayson's mouth twitched. "Don't say that! You may not like him, but what if he likes you?""Then it's his business. I'm not stupid, anyway. I'll know if he likes me. He just treats me as a friend.""What if he really does have a crush on you and confessed to you?"Belle replied without hesitation, "Then I'd stay away from him. It's not like I l
"The Flemings?" Henry asked. "That mysterious family?""Yes.""The Flemings are really well hidden. There used to be a customer from the Dark Web who paid a huge price to find everything about them, but barely anything could be found. I'll try again.""Okay," Grayson replied and hung up.He lit a cigarette and took a few drags. He suddenly remembered something and was about to call Sam when his phone began ringing. It was a call from Sam. "Mr. Page, we found Gabriel, but he saw us. He didn't hurt us, but he warned us that he would kill us if we kept stalking him."Grayson frowned. "What else did he say?""Nothing. He told us that he didn't care who sent us but that we had better stay far away from him. He said he was in a good mood today, so he didn't want to kill anyone. "However, if we kept stalking him and pissed him off, he wouldn't hold back. Also, we were the only ones who even dared to follow him. The other families probably didn't have the guts."Grayson's frown deep
"What third-wheel? He's like a brother to me, and I'm like a sister to him. I'm also a lot older than him. He's practically family. I want you to meet my family, and I want my family to meet my best friend," Ginger said."Okay," Belle replied. "I don't know if I have anything going on tonight yet, but if I'm free, I'll meet you guys.""Alright. Call me.""I will."After hanging up, Belle didn't think too much about it. She didn't really pay any attention to who Ginger's "brother" might be.Since she was no longer sleepy, she lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling in deep thought.There were no updates about Lena, and she couldn't meet Patrick any time soon. She also couldn't figure out the connection between Robert and Mr. Bunny.She could only place her hopes on opening the clinic as soon as possible.Not only would it earn money, but she could also help those in need. She could also use the opportunity to study medicine since it was one of her interests.As she thought abo
"No!" Belle refused. "Ginger's terrified of you. If you showed up, you'd ruin all her fun.""She'd have more fun with me there," Grayson said. "Do you know how many people would kill to have dinner with me? I'm doing her a favor here.""Why would you show up? It's not like she knows about us.""Then tell her. She's your best friend, right? Tell her that I'm your husband."Belle pressed her lips together. "Are you giving up on the secret marriage? You were the one who made me sign the contract, and you were the one who kept emphasizing that we had to keep our marriage a secret. "You said we had to hide our relationship from outsiders. Now, you're the one who's telling everyone that you're my husband. What's going on?" she said.Grayson hated talking about the marriage contract. He wished he could travel back in time to punch himself."Well, that was when I hated you. I don't hate you anymore, so feel free to talk about it. I'll give you the honors.""I don't want to talk about
The room was empty. Robert sighed and opened the closet door. Patrick was hugging his knees to his chest and curled up in the corner of his closet.Robert's heart ached for him. He reached out to him. "Patrick, come here. I'll carry you out."Patrick looked at him and blinked. He carefully walked out.Robert carried him and sat him down on the sofa. "Why were you in the closet? Were you afraid?" Patrick nodded."We're at home," Robert said. "I'm here, and Grandpa is here. No one can hurt you. Don't be scared."Patrick still didn't reply.Robert said, "I know a very pretty lady. She's gentle and nice, and she's a very good person. Do you want to be her friend?"Patrick shook his head.Robert kept trying. "She loves to laugh, and she knows how to play a lot of games. You'll definitely like her."Patrick shook his head even more. He began trying to work out of Robert's grip.Patrick was frowning. He was clearly unhappy that Robert tried to make him befriend a girl.Robert did
Grayson frowned. Trent was a gangster who dealt in some pretty messed up businesses. He had a ton of gangsters under him who were willing to do anything.They had all given up on life. They were willing to do anything because they no longer cared, which meant that they were extremely ruthless.A lot of Maltford's elite weren't afraid of them, but they were too lazy to start anything. After all, getting on the wrong side of a criminal was much worse than getting on the wrong side of a gentleman.It wasn't good news that Scott had gotten himself involved with them.If he did kill someone, things would be even harder to settle.Grayson knew quite a bit about Scott. He was aggressive and reckless."Watch him. I'll go there now."Grayson didn't want Scott to actually kill anyone, so he headed out.In the meantime, Belle was waiting for the bus at the bus stop.She'd left the house for quite some time since she planned to check up on the rental house before meeting Ginger.While wa