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BEATRICE:

With Grayson gone, my ex-husband could now ask questions which he believed he was entitled to hear, but he did not. But he was not the type who would listen. He was stubborn. Very much hard-headed.

Sensing that this would be a long talk, I pulled one vacant chair, and sat, still monitoring my son outside. There was indeed someone who was with him and Drake saw that man too. Seeing he had no reaction to the man, then he might be one of the bodyguards that he was talking about.

"You won't get any answer from me," I retorted, shifting my attention back to him. "You cannot demand anything from me, Drake."

"You're avoiding my questions even if I did not still ask them. Which means that you don't want me to know."

I scoffed. "What do you want to know?"

"Where were you? Why were you late?"

"You want to know the answer?"

"Yes. I want to know the answer."

Unfolding my arms in front of my chest, I replied, "Fine. I was on a date with Josh." I saw the man whom you thought I was having