All Chapters of The Heiress’ Revenge : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

ELSIEI found grandpa outside in the garden the next morning.He was standing near the rose bushes with Andrew beside him. They were talking in low voices the kind of voices people use when they don't want to be overheard.My grandfather held a cup of coffee in one hand and a folder in the other. Andrew was nodding at something he said.I stopped a few feet away.I didn't know if I should interrupt. I didn't know if I was welcome but I had come this far so I couldn't turn back now."Grandpa," I said.He turned.He looked at me the way he always had like he was trying to see through me, like he was searching for something before looking away."Andrew," he said. "Leave us."Andrew nodded, taking a glance at me once with a quick, reassuring look and then he walked back toward the house.My grandfather gestured to the stone bench beside him."Sit."I sat.I took a breath."Grandfather," I said. "I'm sorry."He didn't respond."I'm sorry I didn't listen to you," I continued. "I'm sorry I i

ELSIE.I stare at him and, for several seconds, I can do nothing but stare because my mind refuses to accept what my eyes are seeing and even though I know that face better than I want to admit, even though there are pieces of it buried somewhere in memories I have spent years trying to forget, seeing him standing in front of me now feels impossible.Alistar.My gaze moves slowly across his face taking him in properly for the first time in years and the realization that the boy I remember is no longer standing in front of me nearly steals the breath from my lungs.He is strikingly handsome in a way that feels almost unfair, with a strong, athletic build that makes the arms holding me feel immovable and a commanding presence that seems to follow him wherever he goes as though the entire world naturally expects him to be obeyed without him ever having to ask.His thick dark-brown hair is slightly tousled styled in that effortless way that makes it look as though he has barely bothered w

ELSIEBy the time the car pulls into the Vale Estate my entire body is still tense from everything that happened on that hill, and I can feel the anger crawling beneath my skin as though it has nowhere else to go, because somehow, after everything I have been through tonight, Alistair Grant has managed to make himself the center of my problems all over again.The car comes to a stop in front of the mansion, and before the driver can even come around to open my door, I push it open myself and step out, my heels hitting the driveway harder than necessary as I walk away without looking back.I was angry and hurt but most of all I am furious with myself because I cannot understand how my life has managed to become this complicated in the span of a few days.I walk through the entrance of the mansion without acknowledging anyone, ignoring the greetings from the staff as I make my way toward the staircase, and the moment I reach it, I practically rush up the steps, desperate to get to my ro

ELSIE The next morning i thought I’d catch grandpa at breakfast but he didn’t show up so I decided to go meet him myself. I could barely sleep last night, my conversation with Martha kept replaying in my head like a broke record and as much as I hate to admit, Alistair Grant was a contributing factor as well. I knock once before opening the door.My grandfather is sitting behind his desk, glasses resting low on his nose as he reads through a document and when he looks up and sees me standing there, something shifts in his expression.“You know.” He says I close the door behind me. “When were you going to tell me?” He slowly removes his glasses. “Come and sit down, Elsie.”“No.”His eyebrows lift slightly.“I didn’t come here to sit down grandpa.”He signed taking of his glasses leaning back on the officr chair. He gestures toward the chair again. “Sit.”I hesitate before finally walking over and lowering myself into the chair opposite him.For several seconds, he says nothing. “I h

ALISTAIRThe boardroom had been quiet for several minutes by the time the final presentation ended, the only sound in the room coming from the faint hum of the projector and the occasional shuffle of papers as the investors looked through the figures displayed before them.I sat at the head of the long glass table, my hands resting loosely in front of me as I listened to the final representative from the Chinese company finish his pitch.They were good.Very good actually. Their numbers were strong, their proposal was ambitious, and their executives had spent the last hour explaining exactly why partnering with Grant AI would benefit both companies, but I had already made my decision since my meeting with Arthur Vale. Cross’s company was sitting across from them.They had been competing for the same contract for weeks, each side wanting to secure the partnership with Grant AI and Adrian had walked into the room that morning with the confidence of a man who believed he had a genuine ch