All Chapters of Step Daddy’s Naughty Girl : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Greer’s POV “Yeah,” I said, suddenly regretting bringing her up. “She kept talking about secrets. Like she knows something. But she never actually says what it is. Just throws comments and walks away.”Cassey’s expression tightened slightly.“That girl is trouble,” she muttered.I let out a short laugh. “Tell me something I do not know.”We pulled up outside the restaurant a few minutes later.The warm lights from inside spilled onto the pavement, soft and inviting compared to the day I had just survived.Cassey parked and turned off the engine but didn’t move immediately.She looked at me properly this time.“Greer,” she said carefully, “just be honest with me. Is there anything you are not telling me?”I froze slightly.My heart skipped once.Then I forced a small smile.“No,” I said quickly. “Nothing.”Cassey held my gaze for a second longer, like she was deciding whether to believe me.Then she sighed and got out of the car.“Alright,” she said, stepping aside so I could follow.

Greer’s POV I had barely dropped my bag on the chair when I heard voices. Too many voices.Not just Veda’s. My brows pulled together slightly as I stepped back out of my office.The sound was coming from across the hallway.Her office.I walked slowly, the feeling in my chest tightening with every step I took.The door was slightly open.And then I saw them.Veda was seated behind her desk, speaking with one of the investors, her posture perfect, her expression polished like nothing in the world could shake her.Two other men sat opposite her, nodding as she spoke, completely absorbed in whatever she was saying.My feet stopped.I did not move closer.I just stood there watching.So she was already here. She was already working.Already meeting people. And I was the one walking in late like an amateur.My jaw tightened slightly.Of course.I should have known.I stepped back before anyone noticed me and turned away, forcing my expression to stay neutral even though my mind was alread

Greer’s POV I stayed hidden behind one of the concrete pillars outside the company building, my heart beating wildly inside my chest as I watched my mother's car pull out of the parking lot.“Follow that car,” I told Diego immediately the moment I slipped into the backseat.Diego blinked once through the mirror but nodded. “Yes, Miss Downs.”My palms felt sweaty against my thighs.Something was wrong.Ever since that strange reaction in her office earlier, I could not stop thinking about it. The way she snatched the phone from my hand. The panic in her eyes. My mother never panicked. She screamed. She insulted. She threatened. But panic?Never.Which meant whatever she was hiding was serious.Diego kept enough distance between us and Veda’s car as we drove through the busy streets. I leaned slightly forward, staring through the windshield.“Do not get too close,” I whispered.“I know.”We followed her for almost twenty minutes before her car finally turned into a quiet part of the ci

Greer’s POV “Right now?” she snapped. “Are you blind? Can you not see that my husband and I are leaving for dinner?” Something inside me snapped violently at the word my husband. My breathing changed instantly. I walked toward her before I could stop myself.“It is important,” I said firmly. Veda rolled her eyes.“Whatever nonsense you want to say can wait until tomorrow.”“No,” I said immediately. “It cannot.” Then, in anger, I grabbed her wrist.“You need to come with me now.”Veda gasped in shock before yanking her hand away from me roughly.“Have you lost your mind?” she blurted. “Do not touch me like that again.”My chest rose heavily.“You need to hear what I have to say.”“And I said not now!” she fired back. “Why are you suddenly acting insane?” I could barely breathe from the anger boiling inside me.Because standing there looking at her pretending to be some happy wife while I knew exactly what she had done earlier made me sick.“You are unbelievable,” I muttered bitterly.

Greer’s POV “I said stop!”He did not listen. His lips brushed my neck instead, trying to drag me back into him, like he always did when he wanted something. Something inside me snapped. I brought my knee up and shoved him away at the same time. He staggered a step back, surprised more than hurt.“Get out,” I said, my voice shaking with anger now. “Get out of my room, Calder.”He straightened slowly, his gaze locked on mine like he was memorizing me.“You are not thinking clearly.”“I am thinking perfectly fine.” I pointed toward the door. “Leave.”For a moment he just stood there, breathing heavier than usual, eyes still dark with frustration. Then he took a step toward me again.That was it.I rushed to the door, opened it, and stepped aside.“Get out.”He did not move fast enough for my liking. I walked to him, grabbed the edge of his shirt and pushed him toward the hallway. Not strong enough to hurt him, but enough to make my point.His eyes flickered with something unreadable as