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Great! She forced herself up, took a long bath, and wrapped herself in one of the silk robes placed carefully in the closet. Everything smelled expensive—like cinnamon, musk, and money. Stepping out of the room in a dress laid out for her , she nearly bumped into Leila, who stood in the hallway like a snake on patrol. “Well, well , we'll if isn't Natalie Grimwitch" she drawled. Natalie scoffed " Leila, that nickname is so outdated, thought you would have found something better to say?"

Silver: “Imagine living your life believing you're raising your own daughters, only to discover you've been deceived by the people you trusted most. That is what happened to my son. She fed him lies, manipulated him into marrying her, and forced him to raise children who were never his. Then that ungrateful bitch continued cheating on him with other men.” Lady Greta had been speaking for the past fifteen minutes, calling me every name imaginable while I stood on the stage to her right beside my father like a convicted criminal.

As far as our other guests knew Liam and I were still unmarried. Jameson was convinced that we had a traitor in our midst, and he had his eyes set on one woman. "Greta is a Far Darrig. It is possible that she controlled the nightmare that plagued your wife. Whether it was a job assigned to her by the Queen I am unsure, but I am certain she was behind it."

Delta Valor left to inform Alpha Logan about our arrival, and we hauled our bags, boxes and luggage into the houses. Greta was struggling with a heavy box, and Agatha yelled at her with a large stack of books in her hands, “You're too young to be tired, Greta.” Greta Coleman was Agatha’s granddaughter and amongst the most powerful witches in our coven. “And you're too old to be alive, but here we are, grandma.” She retorted with a smirk on her lips, and I snapped my gaze at her with a stern glance, suppressing the laughter that tried to elude me.

Will That asshole was going to bid. “Bran, don’t,” I growled. I shouldn’t have said it. It just made his grin wider. “I think it will be a lovely weekend. I’ll even bring Gwennie,” he mused, petting her arm. Gwendolyn giggled. “Who’s Gwennie?” Leopold asked, confused. I sighed and pointed to her. “Right. Greta.” He turned back to Natalie with an unbothered smile.

The kid huffed at her and then continued to play with his food, and eventually the lady proceeded to ignore the child. The child's name was Luke Beaver, while the woman was named Greta Hart. She used to perform in theater plays, and was still as beautiful as she always had been. There were some wrinkles on her face from age, but you could still see that she used to be a gorgeous woman. She was dressed in a red coat and wearing a pearl necklace. Yet, Greta looked slightly annoyed. She told Liam, "Luke still has tuition classes tomorrow, and my husband doesn't know I'm here. If you have something to say, make it quick."

She previously thought that Carwyn Levi would not confront her no matter what, but now it seems she was completely wrong. This man could do anything as long as it was for Grainne's sake. Without any concealment, Carwyn Levi's gaze swept over Nadia as if penetrating her heart. Nadia knows that her tricks can only deceive ordinary people.

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

Greta asked trying to keep up with Daniel's steps. That's was her middle name, Irina Louise Dunne, after marrying Adam Lewis she dropped her middle name because it sounded kind of weir, you know what I mean, Irina Louise Lewis," Daniel explained with a laugh. Greta laughed along, nodding her head a few times, she could understand the reason.

He browsed a lady's profile then extended it back to them. Wilson scrolled down the lady's profile, he found out she was a model. “Greta Christopher” “She's currently in Sydney. You should have a partnership with her or recruit her as a part . Age: thirty years old. Net worth, $300 millon.” By hearing her net worth Wilson had picked an interest in her, moreover she was a ravishing beauty. He found a reason to hire another model and Greta was the right bait. “But Henrietta is your ex wife. Your mother did everything to get her the crown she has now.”