Novel & Cerita Disgrace Novel Summary

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out. "I liked the bracelet because I loved you. I'd naturally keep what you gave me properly," I said. "Now that I no longer love you, the sight of your gift disgusts me." My cruel words brought a dejected look to his face. This was the first time I'd seen him look like that. I'd shed countless tears for him—the first time someone had taken revenge on him after a successful case, when he bought our house after becoming the Chief Legal Officer of the Werewolf Council on his own merit, the countless times he'd abandoned me for Erna…

“You can never be my child. “ Her heart sunk even deeper. For a mother to hate her child this way was disheartening. But Grace knew that Caroline was never a person to jock around or tell blatant lies. There must be a reason why she was telling her all this. So, she placed the papers and pen down on the table and faced Caroline directly “Explain yourself in a way that I can understand, okay. You are really confusing me. “ She gave her a subtle nod before she started explaining. “Grand ma, I was the child that Sophia conceived with unknown man who later took me away after paying Sophia off. I didn’t know either, I just found out recently because my parents didn’t tell me all this. “ “Dismas M

The streetlights cast a soft glow over the quiet road, and the noise of the city seemed distant and muted. They walked side by side in silence for a while, the only sound the rhythmic crunch of their footsteps on the pavement. Adrian finally broke the silence. “You know,” he began, his voice low, “you’re the first person to treat me like a human being since everything fell apart.” Grace glanced at him, her expression calm but curious. “Why wouldn’t I?” Adrian let out a bitter laugh. “Because I’m Adrian Williams, the disgraced son of the great Henry Williams. The guy who ruined his family’s name and lost everything.”

But inside this moment… something new had begun. The execution grounds were quieter than I remembered. Not because they were less important now, but because the war had already taken all unnecessary noise from the world. Grace stood restrained, her face tight with anger she refused to hide even at the end. Even now, even here, there was no remorse in her expression—only disbelief that she had been brought to this point. Vanessa stood beside her, more controlled but just as hollow in a different way, her eyes shifting between fear and resentment as if she still couldn’t accept that her choices had led her here. The charges were simple. Betrayal of the crown.

So I'd mustered up the courage to approach him later that evening, my hands shaking as I'd offered him a drink, trying to smile, trying to show my gratitude. I hadn't known that Matthew had drugged it. My own brother—desperate and drowning in debt, seeing opportunity in my rescue and Aaron's wealth—had slipped something into that glass. The rest was a blur of shame and horror. Waking up in an unfamiliar bed, Aaron beside me, both of us confused and disheveled. The cold realization of what had happened. The pregnancy test four weeks later with its two devastating pink lines. And then the marriage. Quick, quiet, devoid of any warmth or joy. Just a legal contract to avoid scandal, to keep the S

It was a deadline tied to destruction. Marcel understood what Nathan meant. Disgrace didn’t simply mean embarrassment. It meant dismantling a man’s life piece by piece until there was nothing left to stand on. And if that didn’t work… There were other options. More permanent ones. Marcel exhaled slowly as he continued walking. This was the part of the job he had hoped to avoid. But it was here now. And there was no stepping away from it. Not anymore. Back inside the office, Nathan remained standing for a moment, his fists clenched tightly at his sides.

"This isn't right. I'm a respectable woman." Her pleas meant nothing. The cuffs closed around her wrists just as firmly, just as mercilessly. Megan let out a broken gasp, her knees buckling as the weight of humiliation settled in. This wasn't a private scandal she could cover up with money or connections. This was public disgrace witnessed by everyone who mattered in their social circle. Bella stood rooted to the spot, watching her mother and brother being restrained like common criminals. Her chest tightened painfully, her breaths coming out in shallow, panicked gasps.

She looked him up and down. “From being raised in confusion.” Grace inhaled sharply. Her father spoke before anyone else could. “if arrogance were currency, you would own this city.” Even one of the officers nearly smiled. The woman ignored him. She turned to Grace. “You rushed into marriage.” “You live with a man who is not the father.” “You deny bloodline.” “You parade stability while sitting in scandal.” Grace listened. Then answered quietly. “I may have made mistakes.” She took Johnny’s hand. “But at least mine were human.”

Grace tried hard not to let her mind sway but she was losing against that enchanting smell. 'The hell is wrong with me.' Grace frantically shook her head as that smell was tempting. It was pulling her towards itself and she was willingly dropping her weapons. "But you are keen on disobeying me." Xavier continued speaking. The sound of his boots accentuated her heartbeat. His voice, on the other hand, held disappointment. Grace couldn't resist herself from rolling her eyes. 'Jerk. My disobedience disappoints him then what about him murdering people?' She felt disgusted. Now she was loathing herself from trusting this man. Indeed, she made a huge mistake last night.

[This... is not the end. Not when there’s still a story aching to be told. These next chapters belong to Grace Blackwood. Who has been there since the beginning. To the one unloved... To the one unseen... To the broken... To the Unwanted Grace... ...This is her story.] Chapter 77: Disgust The room was filled with smoke and the low murmur of voices as men in sharp suits and gold watches discussed matters that decided the fate of cities. Deals were being made. Alliances were being tested. The underworld never slept, and tonight was no different.