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Chapter 7\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 7\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaia let out a perfectly timed sob, then turned to me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSeraphina, you stole my identity to become Gray\u2019s girlfriend-why couldn\u2019t you even cherish him properly?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou saw him in danger and chose to dodge.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAll I ever wanted was for him to be happy. Why couldn\u2019t you give him even that much?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJust admit it! You never loved him! You only wanted the title of Mrs. Blackwell!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Grayson\u2019s chest heaved violently. He looked at Kaia, then whipped back around to stare me down:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you ever feel anything real for me? Even once?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I met his eyes-practically murderous now-thought about it for a second, then shook my head seriously.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Blackwell, I think you\u2019re confused about something.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat we had was a business arrangement. Not love.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYour resources, my product. Mutual benefit. Hasn\u2019t it been working out great?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGood\u2026\u201d Grayson forced the word through clenched teeth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Love, hate, possessiveness, and the urge to destroy-all of it twisted together in his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He suddenly laughed-cold, manic.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stopped looking at me and walked to Kaia\u2019s bedside. Right in front of me, he gently brushed her hair.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cKaia. You\u2019ve been wronged.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom today on, I\u2019ll make sure you get everything you deserve.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then he turned back to me, eyes filled with nothing but pure, unfiltered malice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSeraphina Morgan, you think my love is cheap?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen let me show you how expensive my hate is.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEverything you gained through the Morgan family name and that face-I\u2019ll destroy it one piece at a time.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m gonna make you beg me on your knees.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBeg me to love you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Grayson\u2019s revenge came faster than I\u2019d imagined.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Morgan Pharma\u2019s stock price nosedived out of nowhere.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Suppliers we\u2019d worked with for over a decade pulled out en masse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 7\u00a0<\/p>\n
Banks called in loans without warning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The internet exploded with hit pieces on my weight-loss formula-claiming it had banned ingredients, caused cancer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I pulled every string I had trying to fix it, clarify things.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But against the Blackwell empire? I was nothiing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Dad called, his voice carried a fatigue and panic I\u2019d never heard before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I just stared out the window and said calmly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDad, don\u2019t worry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJust hold on a little longer. Things will turn around.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A few days later, Sterling Blackwell\u2019s 70th birthday banquet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I got an invitation too.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The hall was packed. Designer gowns, expensive cologne.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Grayson made a grand entrance with Kaia on his arm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was dressed sharp as ever, all that familiar arrogance in his expression.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But his eyes held a trace of irritation he couldn\u2019t quite hide.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaia wore haute couture, clinging to his side. Every glance she shot me dripped with provocation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But not long after the party started.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That perfect smile on Kaia\u2019s face froze for just a second.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because she noticed-Grayson\u2019s eyes kept drifting. Toward me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He seemed to be fighting it hard. But every few minutes, his gaze would slip back in my direction.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That look was complicated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Resentment. Frustration.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And a hint of longing he didn\u2019t even realize was there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I stayed calm the whole time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And that calm clearly got under his skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once again, Grayson\u2019s eyes landed on me. Lingered a little too long.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaia\u2019s smile didn\u2019t falter. If anything, it got sweeter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But in her downcast eyes, something cold and venomous flickered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She subtly signaled a server nearby.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 7\u00a0<\/p>\n
Moments later.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The server \u201caccidentally\u201d dumped an entire tray of red wine all over Kaia\u2019s pristine white dress.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh my god! Ms. Ashford! I\u2019m so sorry! I didn\u2019t mean to!\u201d The server\u2019s face went pale.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaia gasped, staring down at her soaked dress, then looked up at Grayson with those pitiful eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Grayson patted her hand, called over a maid to take her to a guest room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s fine. Go change.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaia followed the maid out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Minutes ticked by.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Half an hour passed. She still wasn\u2019t back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Grayson frowned, stood up. \u201cI\u2019ll go check on her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A bunch of nosy guests trailed after him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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