He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 169

"Grant... the rain is pouring down."

She tilted her head up, her eyes brimming with flawlessly orchestrated worry, even fluttering her eyelashes for effect.

"Sienna... she's still out there."

Grant didn't say a word.

Lyla's heart skipped a beat. This heavy silence was exactly what she feared most.

Silence meant he was overthinking. And if he thought about it too much, he might actually succumb to a moment of pity.

She needed to throw more fuel on the fire.

"Maybe..." She bit her lower lip, perfectly mimicking the image of someone conflicted by their own compassion. "Maybe we should just let her inside?"

"It's freezing out there. If she really suffers permanent damage..."

She left the sentence hanging. Grant suddenly let out a low grunt and replied, "Fine. Let her in."

Lyla completely froze. She hadn't expected Grant to agree so quickly. He must have been desperately looking for an excuse to bring her inside all along!

Lyla's eyes darted frantically, and she immediately shifted her tone, lacing her voice with a thick layer of grievance.

"Grant, honestly... I just don't understand why you bother with her anymore."

Grant turned his head, looking at her with a frown.

Lyla leaned closer, dropping her voice to a hushed, venomous whisper, ensuring every word acted like a hook digging into his ego.

"Think about it. She is carrying another man's child. If word gets out, it will humiliate you and the entire Gauthier family."

"And despite what she's done, you still protect her reputation, keeping her locked in the master suite and providing for her every need. But what about her? Does she even care about you?"

Grant fell dead silent, his lips pressing into a razor-thin line.

Seeing she had struck a nerve, Lyla relentlessly piled on the manipulation.

"If she truly loved you, she never would have demanded a divorce in the first place. She never wanted you—she wanted the Gauthier fortune and the title of Mrs. Gauthier."

"Now she's playing the victim, just trying to manipulate your emotions so she can stay here and bleed the Gauthier empire dry piece by piece."

Every single word she spoke acted like a precision strike against Grant's deepest insecurities.

Nothing disgusted him more in this world than being used. He loathed the idea of anyone coveting his wealth and power behind his back.

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