CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

MUNA

I watched all the colour drain from Grant's face when he looked at the phone.

"Tell me what's in there?" I demanded.

When Grant didn't answer, I snatched the phone from him and gasped out loud at what I saw.

Four photos of Grant and Elizabeth locking lips was on the screen with the headline, "Billionaire Venture Capitalist, Grant Stephens Caught Smooching With French Business Tycoon, Jacques Louis' Wife At His Own Wedding Party!"

"Elizabeth has taken this too far, now I understand why she made Harper put that drug in my drink. I can't even remember kissing her," Grant said in anger.

"It doesn't matter if you recall the kiss happening or not. What matters is that the entire media is looking at a photo of the both of you kissing at our reception party!" I exploded.

"This is not my fault, you know?"

"It's your fault for inviting Harper and Elizabeth!" I retorted.

"I only did that so she could finally understand that it's over between us!"

"So, you admit that something was still goin