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Grey approached cautiously, as if not to scare me away. Maybe I had a fight-or-flight look on my face. Who knows? I mean, I was a nervous wreck, and to top it off, determination and anticipation were killing me. This is what you wanted, Aubri, a chance to have a word with Mr. Thornton, so put on your crown and get this done, I scold myself. Extending his hand, he said, "Good day, young lady. My name is Mr. Ivan Grey, and I am Mr. Theodore Claude Thornton's Right Hand."

But there were rules in business, rules that had to be followed, and those who ignored them disgusted me. I looked him for a moment before shifting my gaze to the younger boy beside him. His face flushed red as his eyes swept over me, unable to hide the way he looked me up and down. His lips parted slightly. Behind me, Austin’s voice broke the silence. “That is Charles. Grayson’s son, and Miss Grace’s ex-boyfriend, sir.” Now, that was interesting.

Beam blushed profusely, his ears burning hot while Archer remained unremarkable together with all the Grey men. "As I have said earlier, I watched the three of you grow. I'm a good friend to your grandfather who made Grey Corporation where it is now. Even Chairman Daniel Grey will agree with me, Vincent Grey is the devil among businessmen I've known in this lifetime. Cunning, shrewd, very clever, and with undeniable clear foresight, that is Vincent Grey. All Greys have inherited some of those traits. You, Mr. Chairman, and your three sons have that distinctiveness, why GC had maintained its spot even after Vincent died. But please, enlighten this old man, Daniel. Who among your sons is Vince

Gray said with a smirk. Charlie Sr answered sternly, "Gray, we ain't friends". Fiercely, he sat down and demanded, "Why did you come to my office on short notice?" Gray replied, "The White family is very mighty, they don't take the other aristocratic families seriously, I envy you, Charlie". Charlie pursed his lips and silently watched Gray Geek leave, realizing what Gray was implying, Charlie Sr's face darkened. Without another word, he picked up the phone and called Madame Agnes.

-If he wants to run, that will make our session very promising. The grass around our location crunched noisily as my new chief butler ran towards us. He drew my entire focus from my thoughts with his movements. He was noisy on his feet in comparison to Erden. I frowned. Charles, the new butler, was young, much younger than Erden, but sadly that meant that he also greatly lacked Erden's grace. I mean at least Charles wasn't actively trying to kill me…yet? But was there any use in listing the positive aspects of Erden now?

His eyes stared at the ceiling for a moment, deep in thought. Then he spoke quietly. “Let him in.” This would be the first time he was meeting Charles Grey in person. He had only seen pictures. Let’s see what kind of man Emily once trusted. A minute later, the office door opened. Charles Grey walked in. The moment he stepped inside, he felt it—the coldness in the air. Not from the temperature. From the man behind the desk. Denovon Rowland. His eyes were sharp and unwelcoming. His presence filled the room without even trying. It made Charles feel small… unsure.

"Uncle Charles. I didn’t realize you were listening in. How… rude of you to eavesdrop." Charles chuckled softly. "You’re threatening my wife. I think that gives me every right to eavesdrop. Tell me, Savannah, do you truly believe you can blackmail us into handing over SGH? The company I built? The empire I entrusted to Bentley because I knew he was the only one capable of running it?" "Capable?" Savannah shot back, her voice rising. "You mean the man who doesn’t even know the truth about himself? The man you’ve been lying to his entire life? That’s who you think is capable?"

The emblem of the royal family breathes proudly on the carpet under them. "Your Majesty, the prince, has retaken Calcister and with it the Lancalster domain," Gabriel declares, taking a knee. "He sent me to report to you the great news. He also bids you to relieve me of my duty so that I may perform my original duties as a butler." Leon—completely dumbfounded—glares at Gabriel, who completely ignores him.

Had said confidently. Charles eyes turned to the figure who was still lying on the bed, even though he had exactly the same thoughts as Mr.Had.However, in the current situation, Mr. Charmond had not yet found the consciousness to defend Grace.Except only God.Charles felt that his head was very messy, but he had to try to save Grace so she could return to England with a good name as a noble lady.Not caring about the big events that had been shown by the media with bloody incidents some time ago, he believed Grace would be a respectable noblewoman to dispel news that seemed to be just a public lie.

If not for his mom's persistence he would have changed the butler before now but he was a good person and changing him might be stressful. " This is really urgent. Madam called me just now". Mr Gray said. Immediately he said it Alex loosed interest in the conversation— his mom was at it again. He pinched the brows within his forehead as he stared at the butler, botioning for him to continue as he didn't have much time to waste. " Old Master Blake slumped and has been rushed to the hospital". Alex brow furrowed immediately as he stared at the butler as if saying ' Can't you be faster while talking?' he immediately took his jacket by the side of the dining chair as he took his key and stepped