All Chapters of THE SWITCH: 100 DAYS OF ME AND YOU : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Mile’s POV“I’ve missed this,” Grayham’s Granpa professed while shoving pancakes into his mouth.I smiled.The old man hasn’t eaten a proper meal in the last couple of days. He relied on fluids and some fruits because he lost his appetite but this morning, he seemed to have regained his appetite. He devoured a giant omelet and now, he’s not playing with the pancakes.“How’s work? Any trouble with the new investors?”Looks like he seemed chatty as well. He’s recovering. That’s quite impressive.I was about to speak when Victor appeared in the dining room with a bouquet of fresh flowers in his hand. He walked past me and then crossed to get to the old man.“Good morning, Grandpa,” Victor flashed his usual deceitful smile and dropped the bouquet right in front of the old man. “I plucked these during my walk,” he said, and then pulled out the chair next to the old man and sat.I sighed. Plucking flowers for the one you almost killed? How touching.“Thanks, Victor,” the old man picked the

Grayham’s POVThe look on Victor’s face showed that he was done pretending and was ready to come to terms with reality. He turned around, glanced at the guests who seemed to be minding their business, and darted his gaze back to us.“You and I had no conversation. You can’t just send me to LA like that. My place is right here,” he told my Granpa.My grandpa looked Victor straight in the face. “You should be grateful I didn’t excommunicate you from the family after you tried to kill me,”Victor’s jaw almost landed on the floor. He turned to Miles and me and saw our straight faces then he turned to Grandpa. “So you believe them?”My Grandpa threw his head backward and laughed. “I’ve never doubted my grandson for a moment and Miles is a good person. If anyone doesn’t deserve to be in this family then it’s you. I don’t know you after all,”Victor was completely rendered speechless.My Granpa continued. “In this family, we extend grace and give second chances and that’s why instead of putt

Mile’s POVThe waitress returned with two chilled beer glasses and dropped them before us. “Let me know when you guys need the full course,” she blinked and walked away.Grayham turned to me. “You should go first,”I shook my head. “This is a bad idea. I mean, I’ve had alcohol before, and trust me, it wasn’t a good experience,”Grayham propelled a glass closer to me. “You had that out of frustration. Now, you’ll drink out of pure desire,”I opened my palms wide. “What do you mean by pure desire? I didn’t even ask for this?”Grayham sighed. “Just pick the damn glass and drink,”“Fine,” I grabbed the glass and held it to my mouth. Grayham beamed.I took a sip and my senses were drawn to the bitter-sweet taste. I hummed and began to sip more.Grayham sent a slap across my back. “You bastard. You’re enjoying it. Why were you pretending anyway?”I cocked my head. “It doesn’t taste so bad anyway,” I took more sips and dumped the glass on the table. “Now, can we have real food please?”“Of c

Grayham’s POVThe buzzer came on, signaling that it was a new day. I got up, stretched, and strode to the other side of the bed for my morning push-ups. After that, I put on my shirt and made my way downstairs to the kitchen.The cookies I baked yesterday all ran out. Thanks to the renovation, Kaden home is starting to appeal to people who would normally walk past it. Now, we have customers not just around the old street but from neighboring communities as well.I reached the kitchen and began to collect the items I needed for my batter. Today, I’ll be baking two sets of cookies. Plain ones and chocolate-filled. I grabbed an apron, tied it around me, and swung into action.By 7 am which was over an hour since I woke up, I was already pulling out my freshly baked cookies from the oven. I left them on the counter to cool and proceeded to collect the dirty dishes. Shirley is going to be here any moment now to do the dishes and clean the place.I gathered the dishes and was about to head

Grayham’s POVCandence has a look in her eyes. A look I’ve never seen before. Her jaws tightened and it felt as if her eyes were harboring fire. I stared intensely at her until her eyes softened.I sighed. “Please, just get the hell out of here,”She got up, collected her clothes, and hugged them tightly then traced her way out of the room. Immediately after she stepped out, I ran toward the door, slammed it, and fell on the bed with a heavy sigh.What the hell just happened?Does this mean that Candence was in love with Miles? She just professed that she’s been into him from the moment they met.Could Max be right? Was I too insensitive to notice that she looks at me with obsession because she thinks I’m Miles?I turned to the phone on the table and quickly reached for it. I went to Google and imputed art exhibits in Japan but there was no event slated for 2025 in Tokyo.I made other searches because Candence had mentioned that the event was a national art festival but from my search