In Between Gracie Abrams Novels & Stories

Rocky's Pov: "Please, don't kill me. I did everything the madam asked me to do, so please......." Gracie clamped her hands together, begging with her knees on the floor. "I don't want to either, you aren't worth my time but my mom begged me desperately to get rid of you, so what can I do? You should blame your new boss, not me" "What? That bitch, what did she do this time?" Gracie snarled, her eyes lit with fire but it was stupid, she hated Diamond but not her former boss who wanted her dead, I can never understand people.

I turned a bit so my back drop would be the lobby and not the chaos going on further into the space. “Hello everyone. Some of you likely don’t know me, but I’m willing to bet you knew my father, Grover Astor. I’m Grace, the CEO now of AC, and I can only hope to live up to his high standards and his desire to have Astor Connects always succeed. But furthermore that it stays in the Astor family where it belongs.

"These. Explain them." Grace's face went pale. Her hands trembled as she reached for the papers, her eyes scanning the evidence. The color drained from her cheeks, and she swayed slightly, steadying herself against the garden bench. "Aria, I can explain—" "Explain what?" Aria's voice rose. "That you've been working with Marcus Webb? That you've been betraying us all along?" Grace's eyes filled with tears. "It's not what you think. I was trying to protect you."

Lifting my hand, I pressed the intercom button. Footsteps sounded from inside. The door opened halfway, and Melissa’s face appeared. Her expression was warm, but cautious. “Angela?” Her voice was light, clearly not expecting me. “Come in.” I stepped inside. At the living room table, Gracie was sitting with her legs dangling, crayons and paper scattered in front of her. She was so focused on drawing that she didn’t notice me right away. Then she looked up. “Angela!” Gracie jumped off the chair and crashed into me without hesitation. I bent down just in time as she landed full force in my arms, wrapping them tightly around my neck.

Grace watched him carefully. Then she smiled softly and went back to scrolling. But inside, her heart was beating slightly faster. Because part of her didn’t mind that comment at all. Across Town Across the city, Anita sat on the couch in Jackson’s living room. Her phone rested in her hand. She was scrolling through I*******m absentmindedly while Jackson prepared breakfast in the kitchen. Then she saw it. Grace’s new post. Anita tapped it. The video began playing. Grace was laughing while riding the amusement park ride.

She grabbed her scrub top and held it against her bare chest. "Amber, I... I can explain. Please," Grace whispered. Her voice was thin and shaky. "I don't know what came over me. He’s just... he’s so big and I—" "Shut up, Grace," Amber snapped. She stepped inside and kicked the door shut behind her. The click of the lock sounded like a gunshot. Amber was known for being the most serious nurse on the floor. She never broke rules. She never smiled. She was all business.

Like she didn’t matter. I stared down at the floor, a strange weight pressing on my chest. There was something wrong here. Something I hadn’t seen yet. A knock on the door snapped me back to reality. “Who is it?” I called out. Before the words had fully left my lips, the door creaked open. Gracie walked in, balancing a tray of food, her hips swaying with intention. The silk dress she wore clung to her like second skin, short, tight, and designed to distract.

he said and plunged into the crowd towards Gracie who now appeared to be arguing with her mother. “Thank you everyone for giving me your attention.” Mr. Lambert repeated. “I have a very happy announcement to make and I couldn't stop myself. Mr. Black I'm sorry to be doing this at your house warming party but this was such a happy occasion for our family. I am pleased to tell everyone that my daughter Gracie is engaged to Alex Waltz.” Oh my God is, I thought blankly. what has Alex done? Is he in his right mind? she wondered.

“How did you manage to get so many?’ I asked as I felt sweat drip down my body out of the chill of the revelations of the world around me. “We send our agents with incanted tools to harness souls of those near death thanks to our large network of supporters, life hospice or otherwise.” Shepard explained, moving to the front of the room, where I saw what looked like tablets on a large pine desk, yet no other than Gracie stood in front of the desk. “Gracie?” I weakly asked as Gracie smiled at me, waving clearly in good health and condition, even wearing a dress rather than prison clothes. “Hello, Luis.” Gracie cooed at me, making my blood boil, yet calmed my inner rage and forced me to smile.

He was well aware of the implications of the news and the battles that lay ahead. *Headline 1: Unveiling the Unprecedented: Kiara, Wife of Rival, Served as CFO at GRACE!* In a shocking revelation, it has come to light that Kiara Adams, wife of business magnate Viaan Adams, had been working as Chief Financial Officer (CFO) at GRACE, owned by none other than her husband’s fierce competitor, Hunter Brown. The startling information has stirred up a wave of speculation and intrigue, leaving the public and business circles buzzing with astonishment.