SAMANTHA'S POV"Lady Gracie?" I stood up from the bed, rushing to open the door for her. I don't know why, but since the very moment I met Lady Gracie, I adored her. I felt safe all because of her. "Thank goodness you came, Lady Gracie." I said, shutting the door after her."I heard what happened." She said, looking at me. "Did Leo send you to talk to me?" She didn't say a word to my question, and I knew that the bastard had sent her."Can we talk?""Sure." I nodded my head, gesturing to her to sit on my bed. "What do you wanna talk to me about?" I asked inquisitively."It's about Mr Darkwood." She replied."Come one, Lady Gracie, I'm sick and tired of listening to stories about him. Leo isn't as good as you all talk, he's a Devil in disguise. Look, I wanna believe every single thing you guys say, but the more I try to, the more he gives me reasons to hate him.""What happened?""He trashed my painting. I was hoping he'd return and feel happy to see my work on his wall, rather he took
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