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Chapter Ten

Author: TraceMhee
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-- Alexander --

It wasn't a mistake. I wasn't dreaming. My eyes weren't seeing things. It was Grizelda. Truly the woman I'd been searching for and thinking relentlessly about like a mad man. I couldn't believe she was standing right in front of me.

She looked so beautiful. Maybe because it felt like forever since I had seen her. Her skin was the finest shine now. Her hair like the best hairstylists all gathered in one place had attended to it themselves. She wore a long white dress that fell to the ground and covered the heels that she might have been wearing under it. It hugged her in all the right places, showing me curves that I might have never noticed or knew existed on her.

Her gown was even more stunning than the one I bought for Lucy, although I'd spent so much money on it. It wasn’t just elegant, it screamed expensive and I was confused. Her choice of color baffled me. Every other person at the party went along with the dress code, all glamored in either wine or black, yet sh
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  • His Mistake, Her Revenge   Chapter Seventy Seven

    -- Grizelda --My fingers curled around the handle of my suitcase. The walls around us, the room, the air, everything strangely tense, like the air had thickened."Morning." I responded, although still very much trying to figure out what was going on.There was a silence.Margaret took a single step forward. "I heard you were leaving today."I nodded. "Yes. I'm ready."Another silence. Her eyes fell to the floor and then finally met my gaze again. "I came to talk to you. Not as Leo's grandmother… not as Alexander's mother. Just… as a woman. A woman who owes you a very long overdue apology."I blinked. That was the last statement I expected to hear. Coming from... this woman, who had made me visit hell so many times like it was my initial home."I know I have been… cruel to you." She continued, her voice trembling. "From the very first day my son decided to introduce you to me as his wife, I passed judgment upon you. I thought you were beneath us. Beneath him—"Hold on a second. I was

  • His Mistake, Her Revenge   Chapter Seventy Six

    -- Grizelda --The day I was leaving finally came. It felt like I had waited years for it. Now that Jax and Vicky were no longer on my neck, my mind had one thing apart from Alexander to be worried about. Margaret Kingston. The custody case wasn't over. This made seeing Alexander's face last night worse for me.Outside was bright enough as the morning light reached every inch of the guest room. Outside, the dew-drenched garden sparkled, which was the only view and place in the house I was going to miss. The garden. I stood at the window with my arms crossed, looking out at the hedges that lined the cobbled path that I would soon be walking on, running away for good.My suitcase sat next to the bed, zipped up already and the room remained quiet, the silent witness to the choice I had made. I had healed. Fully recovered, at least, physically. Headaches, body aches, were all gone. I didn't feel weak anymore, and I no longer needed to take any medication after breakfast, lunch and dinner.

  • His Mistake, Her Revenge   Chapter Seventy Five

    -- Alexander --Grizelda avoided me like I was carrying a disease. Every morning she would enter the dining room just long enough to eat her breakfast, say hi to Leo, and leave before I could say hello. If I walked into the living room, she would make an excuse to leave. And if by some chance we were in the same room together, her eyes would hardly look in my direction for more than a second.I let her do this to me. For now.At least Leo did not know. He filled every silent moment with happy talks. Telling me about school, the books he was reading, his favorite of all the stories he had read so far. An adventure about a prince who tamed dragons, giving me drawing after drawing of his own version of it. But I could not entirely concentrate on any of the drawing he was showing me. Grizelda was always standing off to the side, always away from us. Me. And usually a fair distance away from the fair distance.That distance would have to be dealt with.Tonight, I found her outside. She had

  • His Mistake, Her Revenge   Chapter Seventy Four

    -- Grizelda --Vicky's name appeared on my phone's screen like something that was capable of making my eyes bleed just by staring at it. I had hoped she wouldn't bother reaching out to me again.For a moment, I thought about letting the call ring out without picking it to delete her from my life the same way that she should have been deleted after being so stupid as wanting to sell me off just to steal my place in my father's company. But curiosity, that annoying flaw still dug a little deeper into my soul, wanted to know exactly why she was calling. If she had the nerve to reach out, it had to be for a particular reason and I was curious to know what this exact reason was.I answered."Grizelda." She gasped my name like making me hear it would be enough salvation for her. "Please. Meet me. I need to explain."Explain?I clenched my hand into a fist, my nails digging into my palm. This girl made her choice a long time ago. Had stood next to Jax while his mind was being covered in filt

  • His Mistake, Her Revenge   Chapter Seventy Three

    --Alexander --I clicked 'SEND'. Now I had to wait.Jax Grey fell for the trap a lot easier than I expected. He responded almost immediately. I figured desperation could be the only reason for his quick response and it sure did nasty things to a man like him who was meant to be holding a high profile. The moment he confirmed the meeting was happening, I knew he thought it was his last chance to get out of the grave he had dug for himself. Little did he know I was the one holding the shovel.The private lounge at Trippleheaded Club was empty with the exception of the bartender and maybe a few staff. I had specifically arranged it to be that way. But there was no way he would know. After all, he would be bothered by other things.When Jax arrived, he still had a bit of his usual arrogant swag, looking all dressed in luxury and expensive clothing and jewelry, as if the world wasn't already crushing on his shoulders. He had come here expecting something big. He had a positive expression o

  • His Mistake, Her Revenge   Chapter Seventy Two

    -- Grizelda --I took my mother's birthday celebration to my advantage. My father was making it a big one of course and all friends and loved ones were invited, that means including Jax and Vicky.My plan was a big win because Vicky would have no choice but to attend it if she still had her desires to overthrow me.On the other hand, I felt guilty. I couldn't think of any other day. And it had to be my mother's birthday. I was going to ruin it. The jubilation, the excitement, the happy faces, all of it. But I had no choice. After all, I didn't like the incident that had happened yesterday.Jax was onto Alexander already. Because of me. I wasn't on good terms with Alexander, but he was helping me and I couldn't fuck things up.Eventually, my chance came and I took the stage, apologizing for interrupting the fun while I called the attention of all guests present at the party to hear me out, explaining to everyone that we had scoundrels present at the party which I would like us to disca

  • His Mistake, Her Revenge   Chapter Seventy One

    -- Alexander --The email arrived at exactly 10:47 PM just before I got to sleep that night. Nothing in the sender and nothing in the subject. Only a set of digits as an address and one attachment. I knew better than to open anonymous files, but there was something about the whole situation that prompted a warning in my gut. I had a pretty bad feeling.I clicked on the file nonetheless, my curiosity at the highest peak.A PDF appeared. Offshore accounts, a large amount of money moving in and out, transactions that were not mine, but were tied to my name, my company, my personal financials. The numbers were mind blowing, enough to suggest I was laundering cash on a global scale.My fingers tightened around the mouse. Someone was trying to bury me alive.I pushed back from my desk and grabbed my phone, dialing Jerry as fast as I could.I knew it. I knew I'd given Jax too much time. To plan. To think. To be on the move.Jerry picked up.“Jerry." I breathed, hands clenched into fists. "We

  • His Mistake, Her Revenge   Chapter Seventy

    -- Alexander --The morning light showed from beneath the curtains as I drifted through restless sleep and then my phone began to ring, completely pulling me from my uneasy slumber. I didn't have to look at the screen to know who was calling. My mother had never been known for her patience."You're late." She scolded the second I picked up the phone.I looked at the clock and closed my fist around the sheets, queezing tight. "It's not even eight o'clock yet. We agreed on eight." I tried not to sound angry. I guess I failed."You should be early. Leo is up and he wants you now. Don't make him wait."I felt something in my chest. Maybe warmth. Or maybe relief. Leo couldn't wait to see me. I didn't realise how much I missed him. "I will be there shortly."The call ended before I could do it myself or say anything else. Classic Margaret. At least she didn't sound angry, so that was a plus.With that, I got off bed and took a cold shower, heading out of the house as soon as I was all dress

  • His Mistake, Her Revenge   Chapter Sixty Nine

    -- Grizelda --The comfort that surrounded me was a false sense of security. For half a second, my mind was free, and I felt wonderful, maybe even safe.Then it all rushed back to me like a train hitting a brick wall.The kiss.I opened my eyes. I couldn't breathe. I gripped the sheets like they were a saving grace in the sea of emotions threatening to drown me.I kissed Alexander back.A hideous sound escaped my mouth. Was it a snicker, or a bitter laugh? My fingers moved against his so easily. They didn't hesitate. My hands gripped the material of his shirt like I needed something to hang onto and not to let go.Pathetic. Stupid.I sat up, and put a hand to my forehead as if I could wipe away the memories. I could still feel my heart pounding in my chest, which was truly making me sick to my stomach.How could I let this happen?I threw the covers off of me and got out of bed. I paced around the room. Every step that took me forward was consumed with irritation. I made a promise to

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