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Harper replied to my text faster than I thought she would. The smirk at the corner of my mouth wasn’t just because she answered, it was also because she was curious, wanting to know where I nned to take her. For some reason, that small detail mattered <i>to </i>me more than it
should have.
I was in the middle of typing out the time I was going to pick her up after my meetings when Mrs Ford spoke from behind me.
“Maddox, dear, you’ve been in the backyard for quite a while now.”
I nced over my shoulder, forcing a polite tone. “I had a few work calls to make.”
“But I thought you were on a break.” She smiled too warmly.
“I only had a couple of hours and now, it’s time to go.”
“And what about some dessert?”
“I can always have someter. It’s just dessert.”
She chuckled at that. “You’re actually right. Dessert can wait. It’s just a shame you’re not able to stay until my son and daughter–inw get here.” She nced around, lowering her voice with excitement. “Imagine if she gives birth to twins.”
Though a smile stayed on my lips, I was grinding my teeth inside as that must have been the hundredth time she’d spoken about Tiffany’s pregnancy. That was all anyone wanted to talk about and If I had to hear it one more time, I’d lose my patience.
I knew that the only way to not hear more of it was to leave. I was just about to excuse myself when Margot emerged from the corner, speaking to me in her annoying voice.
“There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you.” She smiled at me, then her gaze turned sharper as she nced at Mrs Ford. “Now I know who’s responsible for keeping you away from me.”
Mrs Fordughed nervously. “Oh, not at all. He was actually making a few work calls. He says it’s time to go.”
Margot eyed me from head to toe, like she was inspecting for a stain or some shit like that. “Can’t you stay a bit longer? You haven’t even had dessert.”
“Your mother’s right,” Mrs Ford quickly chimed in. “Have some dessert before you leave.”
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My lips curved into a forced smile and it wasn’t even because I was about to spare a few more minutes. It was because the Fords folded whenever Margot or Tiffany opened their mouths about what they felt was best in any situation. They both tried to suck up to my family no matter what.
Margot and Tiffany knew this pretty well and they used it to their advantage whenever they wanted to. It didn’t matter what she and her daughter said or wanted, Mr and Mrs Ford had no objections. They never wanted to get on their bad side.
It wasn’t always like that. There was a time when Mr and Mrs Ford tolerated no disrespect from Margot and Tiffany. They didn’t even want her for their son at the time. But she imed to have changed and wanted to do better because she loved him, so she was once again embraced but I wasn’t buying into that shit. Tiffany hadn’t changed.
After getting back with Grayson, I soon learned that behind the scenes, she and her mother belittled the Fords. Grayson never found out because his parents never said a word about it. Why would they rat out Margot and her daughter when they were able to score several million–dor contracts that were only possible because of Margot?
“I really can’t stay,” I said, already moving past them. “The meeting starts soon. I have to go.”
I had onlye to the estate so I’d be present while my old room was cleaned. They’d taken advantage of my visit by making a meal and that had only irritated me even more. I wasn’t there to socialize. The meeting wasn’t even starting soon. I just wanted to get away.
Margot’s voice followed behind me while she tried to keep up. “You and Tiffany haven’t actually spent time together since we all came to London. You’ve been too busy giving attention to that…thing.”
My steps came to a halt as I clenched my jaw while ncing at her. “Her name is Harper.”
“Of course it is.” She rolled her eyes.
Then, Mrs Ford chimed in with that fake motherly concern. “I still can’t believe Harper’s this type of girl. It was so disappointing when my daughter–inw told me what’s been going on. She used to be such a sweet girl. Who knew that she would turn into someone like this? While I’m d she doesn’t cause problems for my son’s marriage-”
I scoffed before I could stop myself. If only they knew what was actually going on.
Mrs Ford frowned, ncing at Margot, then back at me. “Did I say something funny?”
“Not at all,” I said smoothly. “You were saying?”
If Grayson and Tiffany hadn’t told them what had happened with Harper trying to expose the infidelity, I wasn’t going to say anything either. I was just going to sit back and wait for the day
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the whole truth would be exposed.
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Grayson wasn’t fooling me when it came to Harper, but when the situation got too extreme, he chose Tiffany, ready to bury his friendship with Harper just so he could stand by his wife.
I hadn’t even had the chance to talk to him in private since that had happened and I wasn’t going to do it over the phone. Too bad they weren’t at the estate when I was there.
As I made it back inside the house and came to the living room, I found my father with Mr Ford, who wouldn’t stop bragging about thetest contract he’d signed thanks to Margot.
“Maddox, there you are!” Mr Ford said. “I was just talking to your father about the southern region-”
“I’d really have to stay and chat, Mr Ford, but I’m runningte.” My tone was polite just so I could hide my irritation.
“Is your room as clean as you want it to be?” My father asked, rising to his feet.
“Yes, it is.”
“And the keys?” He stepped closer.
“Right here.” I patted my back pocket.
“Good. Keep me posted.” He ced his hand on the side of my arm.
That simple gesture and unspoken approval lit something in me.
I nced at Margot and caught her subtle re, like it was so wrong of my father and I to share such a moment.
After onest goodbye, I made my way outside to the car, but heard footsteps behind me.
I nced back and nearly rolled my eyes in their faces. Margot was following me, Mrs Ford apanying her like she just had to be
part of it.
“Since you can’t stay and have some dessert,” Margot began, “why don’t you just give me a minute and I’ll pack something for the road?”
“Thanks, but there’s no need.” I looked away and faced forward.
Grabbing my arm from behind, she said, “Come on, my s-<b>” </b>
“I said no.” I yanked my arm free with a sharp tone.
Margot clutched her pearls, like I’d just hurt her deeply. “Well, I just wanted to do this for you
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Mrs Ford brought her hands together, like it broke her heart to see me treat Margot like that, but I knew exactly what this was – Margot making sure she looked like the patient and loving stepmother in front of a witness. She wanted the story to get back to my father and I’d be painted as cold, resistant and ungrateful. If only she knew that she’d be exposed in the worst way possible one day.
I finally left the estate and made it to the city, the noise sounding like music to my ears because it wasn’t Margot.
As I turned into one of the streets, I spotted a familiar car parked on the side of the road with a t tyre. There was no sign of Tiffany but Grayson was there and he was just the person I was looking for. I was hoping to get inside his head regarding the incident with Harper.
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