Все главы An Ex-Wife's Last Wish: Глава 21 - Глава 30

Trigger Warning: Depiction of slightly detailed violence ahead. Viewer's discretion is advised.For some reason, Grayson felt something off with Hestia."What kind of favor is it?" he asked."Maybe you should get inside first." Hestia opened the door for him to enter. "It's raining."When the two of them settled in the living room, the first thing that Grayson noticed was the wedding dress displayed on the side. "You still have the blank check I gave you, right?" he asked, shifting his gaze to Hestia who just prepared him some snacks.She sat on the chair across from him and smiled."No," she replied, earning a confused look from Grayson. "I threw it away since that dress will never be for sale.""I see. As for the favor you mentioned before, what is it?"Hestia held her mug of chocolate drink with both of her hands. She stared at it for some time."When Mrs. Charter visited me the other day at the hospital, she showed me the DNA test result between me and her other daughter, Mavis C

Grayson was done preparing dinner and it puzzled him when Venice still did not come downstairs. Usually, she would be in the kitchen with him, watching him cook and prepare dinner. Just when he was about to head to her room, he received a message from Noah, his friend and the private investigator he hired to look into Hestia. "I don't know if you already saw it, but you should take a look at this." Along with the message, there was a link attached. Grayson clicked on it and it immediately led him to the anonymous that was still being feasted upon by the public. Reading through it, Venice was the very first person who crossed his mind. It probably had reached his fiance so he rushed to her room and, indeed, he saw her all wrapped in her thick blanket. Her small sniffles reached her ears. "I... I did not do it," she mumbled. "Why are you blaming me?" She repeated those words like she was chanting a spell. Grayson sat on the edge of the bed.

"You really are shameless," Venice hissed. "Stop being desperate and leave me and Grayson alone!"Hestia looked at her with wide eyes. Within a few seconds, her eyes teared up."I... I did not do anything," she said before a tear finally escaped her eye. "Venice!" Mrs. Charter's voice filled the room as she stomped her way towards the two. She pulled Venice's hand and forced her to keep her distance from Hestia. "What kind of attitude is this, Venice? Your sister has finally come home after three years of being missing, yet this is what you do?"Venice scoffed at the sudden change of her mother. She looked at her while pointing at Hestia, who was still looking down and wiping away her tears."Really, Mom? You are taking her side?" She let out a forced laugh. "Are you forgetting that she posted that article blaming me for the death of her baby and her disappearance? Mom, why are you suddenly welcoming her into our home?!""I am not siding with anyone here," Mrs. Charter said with a fi

Hestia sat on the side while enjoying her glass of champagne. Her eyes scanned the room and she pretty much could name every businessmen who attended the party. Heaving a sigh, she could only wait for Mrs. Charter's next move since she was surely to play Cupid that evening. It was probably to make sure that Hestia won't try to get Grayson back from Venice and keep her occupied until the wedding.Shifting her gaze to the right side of the room, just two tables away from her was the group where Venice and Grayson were. According to the information Hestia gathered, they were the elite friends of the up-and-coming bride who visited from overseas."Oh, Mavis... Don't just sit there and watch everyone get along," Mrs. Charter said as she approached Hestia with a rather exaggerated smile.Along with her was a man, probably in his early 30s. He stood at almost six feet with his hair slicked back and only a few strands fell on his forehead. The moment their gazes met, the man smiled and nodded

"W-What condition?" Mavis stuttered as her heart pounded against her chest.Even though Maximillian had not spoken yet, a shiver made her hair stand on their ends as if warning her that she was entering a trap."Let's make our engagement public," he responded without a hint of jest in his tone of voice.Mavis choked on her food in no time since she never once thought that he would ask something so huge like that. She immediately grabbed the glass of water being handed to her and drank almost half of it. When she got a grip of herself, she glared at Maximillian."Are you out of your mind?" she half-shouted. "I... I can barely remember who you are and the people around me yet you are asking such a thing? How heartless can you be?"The mafia boss's expression did not change. Neither did his mind waver despite Mavis's valid point. He set down his knife and fork before looking her straight in the eyes."That is the very reason I want our relationship to be public. I do not want anyone else