Novel & Cerita Jennifer Grayson Real Story

He didn't seem to be bothered by what I was saying, He took a folder that was lying on the bed next to him when I didn't even notice before. "Well it says here that you have been abandoned by your mother at the age of three,your father died of cancer,you just broke off your five year relationship. You graduated a year late, you don't have a job. Just a house in New York that is currently occupied by Erica Johnson." He had all my information,oh my God what did I get myself into. "Well Erica is going to look for me, once she doesn't get a word for me..." "Well done it was a good idea to have my man sent her a text saying that you prolonge your vacation."

There is something in him that tells her she could not be with this man. Grayson Smith was a known businessman in Asia. At a very young age of 28, he is already a CEO of his own company. His family also owns several businesses but was not interested in any of it. He started his own clothing manufacturing business. Alej looked at his groom and she saw disappointment and disagreement in his eyes. She talked to him What is your name? I am Grayson, you can call me Gray.. he replied without any emotion Uhm… Gray, did you know that I was kidnapped to marry you? Said Alej out of desperation to somehow help herself relieve the nervousness

Kashvi said removing Grayson's hands away from her waist. " What unlike me? " Grayson said following Kashvi who was going inside the study room to have her work. Well, she is now CEO of a model agency in which she was a model in past all because of Grayson. He supported her in her carrier. However, she dropped her modelling when she second time got pregnant with her third child which was a girl child. They got married after dating for two years in both traditions, Hindu as well as Christian. However, they struggled to make their family members accept their relationship because none in their family was supporting them but eventually they end up accepting them when they saw how good Grayson wa

"Rowen Grayson." Gemma’s mouth fell open. She blinked rapidly, and then her voice shot up several decibels. "The Rowen Grayson? Like, the Rowen Grayson who could bankrupt the city before breakfast? That Rowen? The one that was featured in Forbes, GQ, and that tech scandal documentary on N*****x?" "Apparently, yes," I muttered. She let out a high-pitched squeal and lightly slapped my arm. "Elora! That’s insane! That’s... major. That’s like going from cubicle peasant to palace servant in a day."

Two months later, I heard a friend mention in passing that Monica had been trying to find Grayson since she got kicked out of the family. She was convinced that Grayson destroyed her life and wanted him to compensate her for everything she lost. Monica actually succeeded in locating him. Grayson had been living in a rundown basement in the suburbs since his bankruptcy. It was dark and damp inside, extremely dirty. When she rushed inside to grab and shout at him, Grayson did not give in at all. They started to argue and fight again.

If she had not received that invitation letter that was sent through Brian, she would not have been present. She smiled at Candice and said, “I have Lucas.” Candice tilted her head to the side a bit and sucked in a breath where the side of her eyes crinkled. “Are you and Mr. Gray acquainted with each other before now?” she asked. When Josephine didn’t reply immediately, she said, “I’m sorry for asking. Please don’t mind me.” “He helped me the night I was on the streets after I found out my ex-fiancé was cheating with my best friend,” Josephine said. “This is all fake,” she revealed, “but I am hoping you would keep this a secret.”

He greeted me with a slight bow. “Jarius. I’m happy to see you again. I wasn’t expecting to see you today.” I answered, gesturing for him to the couch in front of me. “It was never in my plan to come today, but after seeing this, I couldn’t help myself.” He responded, stretching the envelope towards me. I collected it and immediately began to open it. “So you found out who Tima Maria is?” I asked with my eyes glued to the envelope. “Yes, and just like I suspected, it was made up. Her real name is Ashley Grayson, she once lived in New York until the very day she left for Texas. And this day happened to be a day before she was credited by Mr Elsher, your father.”

Grayson frowned. "I wanted to be a lawyer. But one day, my dreams were taken from me, when Alpha Kaden stole me from my family when I was only thirteen. I went from being around some of the most intelligent girls in the world, to the worst criminals in society," I whisper. I glance down, hating the way Grayson's eyes burn into mine. "It wasn't the physical torture that bothered me. It was the emotional torment they put me through, night, and day. And eventually, when I worked my way to the top, I was forced to betray them."

Because back then, running away was her only choice. Leaving everything behind—including him. Jarrel Grayson. The man she tried so hard to forget. “You can’t escape now,” Jessielyn murmured. “I know.” Kai sighed deeply, staring at her reflection in the vanity mirror. “And I don’t plan to run away again.” “Are you ready to face him?” Jessielyn asked, her voice tinged with worry. “Jarrel is… different now. Scarier, even. But that doesn’t stop women from chasing him.”

“I was there. I saw it with my own eyes.” Detective Harrington leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “And yet, here you are, alive and well. If Axel Blackwood is as dangerous as you say, why didn’t he kill you too?” "Because I escaped before he could do that." "Oh, right." “I’m telling the truth,” I whispered. He exhaled heavily, scribbling something in his notebook. “Mrs. Grayson, I think you need a therapist. Whatever you went through in prison—”