stepped out into the harsh glare of the streetlights. Her ankle throbbed with a dull, rhythmic ac

led the events in the VIP lounge with clinical precision. She didn't cry. She didn't shake. She simply

tel to pull the hallway footage," th

ray suit walked in, carrying a leather briefcase. It was Dillan's personal fixer, a high-

r a greeting. He simply opened his briefcase, pulled out a thic

family is prepared to offer a very generous settlement to compensate for

She placed her hand flat against the p

ted in a settlem

He leaned in closer, dropping his

y reliant on the capital injection from the Hayes family. If Dillan is cha

orless laugh. She looked t

her voice loud enough for the detective at the next desk to hear. "Because I'm s

his briefcase shut, his face turning a

ver, glaring at the lawyer be

the temporary restraining

ssive strokes. She handed it back, ensuring Dillan Hayes

ill of the late-night wind hit her face, clearing the stale air of the station from her l

yellow cab

Albert Estate," sh

old window. She closed her eyes, her fingers coming up to massage her aching te

assive iron gates of the Albert family es

ked at the house,

l luxury cars belonging to her extended family members were parked haphaz

pen the heavy

ring in the living room stopped. Dozens of eyes snapped toward

t by too many surgeries, marched toward her, her high

finger at Grace's face. "Do you have any idea what is happening? And yo

hand away. The physical c

ce said coldly. "Dillan assault

oom erupted into chaos. Voices overlapped, shouting a

energy, the way her uncle was pacing, the way her mother was weeping in

e empty velvet armcha

demanded, her voice sl

opened and closed, but no sound came out. She loo

her eyes locking onto a crumpled piece of paper sitting on

Private charter. Destination: Par

She slammed the paper

zation hitting her like a bucket

hair. He looked ten years older than he had that

inalize the marriage," Conrad said, his vo

le pieces snapped into place. They didn't care about her fight with Dill

eyes locked onto Grace. A desperate,

uddenly dripping with fake sweetnes