All Chapters of His Mistake, Her Revenge: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

-- Alexander --My grip on the steering wheel was tight. Unfortunately for me, I couldn't meet the bastard of a father who dared come into my home to ask for money just to keep him from spilling our secret and ruining the peaceful life we've maintained for so long.He'd reached out later on and told us to meet him at a local restaurant with which we were headed. I was fuming. My blood was hot and I felt my knuckles turning white."Baby-" Lucy tried to reach out to my arm from the passenger's seat and I shot her a glare before she could get anywhere near me."Don't you dare touch me!" I shouted and she flinched. "I saw the condom you used under the bed. So that's how he ended up in our house isn't it? You called him over then he decided to use the opportunity to threaten you? And why wouldn't he?! You're probably also giving him my money because apparently, he's struggling without a proper job to feed himself."I turned my eyes to the road but I wished I could rest them on her a little

-- Alexander --"Lucy, do me a favor. Call your boyfriend to meet with you for a date tonight and let me know your location once you're both together. Don't let him know I told you so." I said on the phone while I sat in my office chair.It took me a while to finally decide on making the phone call, and thankfully, the decision seemed the best way to come in contact with Spencer's father once again."You... you mean Jake?" Lucy responded on the call."Are there any others I should know about?" I asked her."No, no, that's not it. I just... you told him never to see me, again. You wanted us never to meet, so I'm confused." She stuttered. "Is this you testing me or something?""No, this has nothing to do with me testing you. I just need your help with this one little favor. Are you willing to help or not?" Talking to Lucy felt like using all the patience in me that I didn't have but I knew I had to keep a steady voice if I wanted her to listen to me."Did... Did he do something to you-"

-- Alexander --The tension in the air was heavy as I marched through the hallway. My jaw was tight alongside every muscle in my body. The anger simmering in me was on the cusp of boiling over. Grizelda had taken it too far this time. Sabotaging my business was one thing but she crossed the damn line when she decided to harass my mother.Anger and desperation has never been a good combo and it wasn’t a good look on me but I didn’t care. All I knew was that I needed answers, and I was going to get them.The receptionist barely stammered and mumbled as I pushed through to her office. I banged on the door. I couldn’t care for formalities.Grizelda sat behind her sleek desk. She was the poster of composed power. Her dark hair were over her shoulders, and her blue eyes locked onto mine. It seemed she had been anticipating this confrontation for a while.“Alexander, To what do I owe this unexpected visit?”“Cut the crap. You know exactly why I’m here.” She leaned forward, interlocked her

-- Alexander --I was restless in my office. I felt gripped by a constrictive mix of rage and helplessness. There were so many missing pieces and the puzzle was still…a puzzle.The unknown number had been toying with me for days. I kept receiving cryptic texts that had made my skin crawl. My mother was rattled. My company was on the verge of crumbling. And every bone in my body told me that Jax Grey had a hand in it all.It just had to be him. It’s the only thing that made sense. I could feel his smugness during our last confrontation. Add that to his proximity and feelings for that are clear as day for Grizelda and Leo and you have a clear winner.Yet, why does my gut still say there is more to this whole charade that I’m seeing? That I’m yet to see the whole picture?Well, whole picture be damned. I’m going to do something with the pieces I have.“Nicholas.” I tapped the intercom button on the telephone.My Personal Assistant appeared in the doorway within seconds. He was a poster

-- Alexander --I could hear the sounds of Spencer’s laughter echo around the house as I sat in the living room. I nursed a half empty glass of whiskey. The bottle was half empty.Yeah it was that kind of day.The storm raged on in my head. I took a swirl of whiskey from the glass and grimaced a little as it made a fiery path down my throat.The alcohol did little to numb the storm that brewed inside me.I hadn’t for the life of me been able to figure out who had been sending those texts. All my leads had led nowhere. I couldn’t do anything to convince firms to partner with my company. I was barely managing to keep the remaining partners I had.My company was almost on the edge of collapse, my enemies circled like scavengers, waiting to lay their hands on whatever piece of my empire they could snatch for themselves. To top it all, there was Grizelda. Always Grizelda. It always came back to her.I heard Lucy’s heels clicking hard against the floor long before she even entered the room.