All Chapters of Married To My Richest Client: Chapter 31 - Chapter 36

“Come with me,” Hayes said quietly.After his grandmother stepped down from the stage to meet some of her old friends and longtime business associates she had not seen in years, Hayes reached for Ysa’s hand and gently pulled her along with him. He did not let go as they moved through the ballroom, his fingers laced through hers, but Ysa noticed that something about his touch had changed. Earlier, he had held her like he wanted everyone to know she was his. Now his grip was careful and controlled, almost as if he had started thinking too much about what they really were beneath the eyes of everyone watching them.What now? Ysa wondered as she glanced at him. Hayes kept his eyes ahead, acknowledging guests who greeted him while they passed. Several people who had barely looked at Ysa earlier were now smiling at her, some even nodding politely as if Elora's approval had suddenly changed her position in the room. Ysa tried to return their smiles, but her chest still felt tight. So Elora

The room became lively again as the host returned to the stage with a stack of papers in his hand. He smiled at the crowd. The evening had already taken a few turns that nobody seemed to expect. Hayes had walked straight past Vivienne to get Ysa, Elora had welcomed her in front of everyone, and now the whole room seemed to be looking at Ysa differently.Then came the gifts.It was an old Grayson tradition, and everyone in the room knew what it meant. Gifts from Elora were never just gifts. They showed who she favored, who she welcomed, and sometimes, without anyone having to say it, where someone stood in the family. Ysa stood beside Hayes, her hand resting lightly on his arm as she tried to calm the nervous flutter in her chest. She still had no idea what was about to happen. She had come to the celebration with almost nothing to her name except the dress she had been given, the place she had been allowed to stand, and a secret she could not tell anyone. Now she was standing in the

The sharp crack of impact echoed through Lourd Grayson’s study.His fist had struck the edge of his desk with enough force to send a crystal paperweight crashing to the floor. It shattered into several pieces, scattering across the carpet. A stack of documents slid off the desk, followed by a pen that rolled beneath the cabinet.“Fucking hell!”He kicked the fallen chair out of his way and turned toward the large window. His reflection stared back at him, his expression twisted with rage.Hayes Gabriel Dela Cruz Grayson.The new President of Grayson Holdings.The name alone made his blood boil.Lourd had spent years preparing for that position. Years of handling negotiations, managing investments, building relationships with powerful people, and proving that he could take responsibility for the family's business empire. He had done everything expected of him. He had a wife, two children, an established reputation, and a record that should have made him the obvious choice.He had the