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PERCIE “So, dear, your dad is a policeman?” Grandpa started. As if he didn’t know already. The baked salmon was delicious, and it looked like Hailey was enjoying the dinner as well. “Leave the girl to enjoy her meal,” Grandma said. “How’s the salmon, dear?” “It’s really good, Grandma. Thanks for inviting me over.” Hailey smiled at her. “And yes, my dad is a cop. That’s how he met Percie.”

“How so?” Alpha Mina shakes her head with a chuckle before she frowns and explains, “Andy resents his mother because she chose to raise him on her own instead of letting him return to his father’s wealthy family.” She picks up one of my chips and munches down on it. “Not that his father wanted him.” “Why not?” I may have never known my parents, but I can’t imagine a parent looking at their child and turning them away coldly as she’s insinuating.

A twisting pain seized my stomach again, and Matthew's words came back to me. "You're a moron, Perry. You brought all of this on yourself. I'm going to follow you wherever you go. Whatever set you're on, I'll be there. My family has enough money to buy my way onto any production I want. For the next five years, I'm going to make your life a living hell." A sudden chill shot through me, making my hair stand on end. Five years. Why did he say exactly five years? Did Matthew know something too?