"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
Belle had already walked over to Tristan. She frowned and looked at him. She didn't know his name, but he was a familiar face. She knew he was Grayson's friend.Belle didn't reply. She chose to walk straight to Scott and said with a frown, "Are you crazy?""What are you doing here?" Scott asked."If you want to fight, at least make it one-on-one. What are you doing going solo against eight people? Did you hit your head too hard?" she retorted.Scott was about to reply when the gangsters began to speak up again. "Is this your little sidekick? Are you trying to trade her off with us?""She's quite the looker. If you let her give us a good time for just one night, we'll let you go." Scott picked up another glass bottle and smashed it against one of their heads. "Don't say that shit.""You pussy! What's with the ambush?" The man touched the blood on his head and rushed forward with a knife in hand.Belle frowned and grabbed his wrist. She casually flipped him over her shoulder, an
The captain of the security guards stared in shock. "What a daring young lady.""Who cares about daring? Go and help! If she gets hurt, you're all dead meat!" Tristan said agitatedly."Wait, but they're under Trent! If we help, we'll get on their bad side. What about our business?""Idiots! Trent is nothing compared to her! Go help!"Although logically, it was bad to offend people like Trent. It wasn't good for business. However, his best friend's wife was getting into a fight. Even though Tristan didn't want to get involved, he couldn't ignore it now.After yelling at his guards, Tristan quickly called Grayson.He knew Belle was a good fighter and wouldn't lose a fight, but Trent was backing them up. It wasn't good to get on the bad side of someone so petty.He had to tell Grayson about Belle getting involved.Grayson was still in the way. The moment he heard that Belle was there and that she was involved in the fight, he panicked.He was much more panicked than he had been
Soon enough, Trent showed up. The moment he appeared, the atmosphere grew tense again.Trent was tall and broad. A rival had dug up his left eye, so he only had his right eye left. His body was littered with scars, and he clearly led a violent life.He looked at his subordinates, who were lying broken on the floor with a dark expression.One of the subordinates began to complain, "Right there! They're the ones who disrespected you! We already mentioned that we were under you, and yet they still picked a fight! They're purposely trying to question your authority! If word of this got out, how are we going to continue in Maltford?"Trent kicked him away. "Shut up, you useless piece of shit!"After that, he turned to look at Scott and Belle.Tristan and Scott stood in front of her at the exact same time to protect her.Scott wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth away. "I'm the one who started it. If you have a problem, take it up with me! I'll be more than happy to join!"Tris
Jake nodded expressionlessly and walked forward.He walked toward the nearest guy and knelt down. Without giving him a chance to speak, Jake grabbed his wrist and crushed it. A loud snap echoed in the air. The man's scream was bone-chilling.Jake didn't even blink. He simply walked to his next victim.The crowd could only stare in shock.Tristan's eyes were huge from surprise. He wanted Grayson to come and break them apart, not make things worse. Beating up Trent's subordinates in front of Trent was a huge insult to him. If it was someone who didn't know who he was, it might still be a light offense.However, Grayson was intentionally embarrassing him in front of a huge crowd. Trent would definitely hold a grudge."Calm down, Grayson," Tristan said.Grayson didn't listen to him. He held Belle's hand as he glared at the people writhing in pain on the floor. He looked exactly like an angry husband who was getting revenge for his wife.Even though Belle hadn't been hurt, he wa
The sound of bones breaking and loud screaming echoed through the bar. Trent stayed quiet.No one knew exactly how strong Grayson was. Trent was on the dark side, but Grayson wasn't exactly the most innocent person. Trent didn't dare to underestimate Grayson.All he could do was admit defeat after hurting the apple of Grayson's eye.He knew Scott and Grayson weren't on the best terms.If Trent only settled things with Scott, he could protect his pride.Trent said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Page. My men were foolish not to recognize you. They deserve to be punished by Mr. Page. I must apologize to you on their behalf."Grayson ignored him with a frown.Trent looked at Scott. "Should we settle our differences between us, Mr. Quinn?"Scott's bodyguards immediately surrounded Scott at the sound of that.Without waiting for Scott to reply, Grayson said, "You can't touch him either."Trent frowned. "What do you mean? I don't understand.""What I'm saying is, you can't touch my wife, and yo