Judy''s POV


    I watched as Gavin growled a curse through the hallway, nearly shaking the entire building. I was shocked when he took off, my mouth agape.


    What the hell just happened?


    I wasn''t sure how long I was standing like that for, but soon, Sammy, Tabby, Nan, and Irene were piling into the hallway, stumbling upon me. Irene was breathless as she looked around, recognizing the sounds of her father''s pissed off roar.


    "Where did he go?" She asked, worry etched on her face. "Is he okay??"


    "I... I don''t know," I whispered, my body trembling slightly.


    "You''ve been crying," Tabby said, touching my arm. "Did he say or something to hurt you?"


    All their attention was on me and I wasn''t sure how to exin any of this to them.


    "I told him that I saw Daisyst night... in his suite. He went off and left," I


    admitted, my toneing out breathless.


    Irene narrowed her eyes.


    "What the hell are you talking about?" She asked me.


    I looked at her.


    "Your aunt Daisy. He was with herst night..."


    "Yeah, they went out to dinner; itsted like an hour," she said, rolling her eyes. "My aunt is relentless, but he managed to entertain her for that long."


    I furrowed my brows.


    "She was in his suitest night, Irene. I saw her. I talked to her. She wore nothing but a bathrobe and said that Gavin was in the shower," I told her.


    Her eyes grew wide and suddenly, panic seemed to have struck her. She looked as if she was about to take off in the direction that her father went.


    "Irene?" I asked, trying to get her attention back; she looked as if she was about to have a panic attack.


    "I knew she would pull something like this," she said through her teeth. "I wanted him."


    "Warned him?" I asked. "About what?"


    "About my bitch of an aunt. I knew she would pull something like this," Irene hissed, anger shing in her own eyes.


    Now, I was beyond confused, as were the others it seemed.


    Irene turned to look at me, trying to calm herself down.


    out


    "My father wasn''t in the suitest night; at least not until superte," Irene said, shaking her head. “He was with Matt and me... we were for a while having family time. When we returned, we thought we smelled a different scent, but we were so tired we didn''t really question it."


    My heart plummeted into my stomach as I stared at her, my eyes wide and my mouth agape.


    "What?" I asked, my voiceing out unfamiliar and hollow.


    "Daisy broke into our suitest night and left before we got back," Irene growled.


    I let out a breath, my heart dropping even lower.


    "Holy shit..."


    Gavin''s POV


    Rage.


    Nothing couldpare to this feeling burning inside me right now. All I felt was pure rage and it was directed at Daisy Baldwin. I knew exactly where she was right, and I wasn''t going to let her get away with this.


    She broke into my hotel suite, a ce where I stayed with my children. She messed with Judy and made her pissed and hurt...she crosse a major line and I wasn''t going to let her get away with this shit.


    Her reign ends today, if it''s thest thing I do.


    Daisy was seated at the bar with a couple of gentlemen on either side of her. In her normal Daisy fashion, she was flirting and twirling her hair, getting her to buy more drinks. Truth be told, I was surprised she didn''t randomly show up at the ceremony knowing that I was going to be there. I figured if she wasn''t at the ceremony, she was most likely at the bar.


    "Come with me," I said without a single greeting.


    One of the guys turned around, looking as if he was about to fight me, but the look


    in my eyes was daring and dangerous. The second they registered who I was and that I was ying around, his face paled and he backed off immediately. The other guy did the same.


    Daisy stared at me, her eyes wide when she took in my pissed off appearance.


    I didn''t give her a chance to question


    me, I grabbed her arm and yanked her off the bar stool, not caring if I hurt her or not. I was furious and she was on the receiving end of my rage. I dragged her out of the bar with


    onlookers wondering what


    was


    going on; whispers followed.


    Daisy was smart enough to not fight me and stumbled along after me. Once we were out of the bar, I dragged her towards a more secluded area, not needing an audience.


    I suddenly stopped and mmed her against the wall, careful not to touch her too much, but enough for her to not be able to go anywhere.