He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 201

After a brief silence, he spoke again.

"Welcome back, my K."

Sienna met his gaze, finding nothing but pure, unadulterated sincerity in his eyes.

She offered him a weak but profoundly genuine smile.

...

Back at Gauthier Manor.

By the time Grant returned, the sky outside was pitch black, stripped of even a single star.

He strode straight to Lyla's room and kicked the door open with a violent crash.

Sitting at her vanity, Lyla was in the middle of wiping her face with a soft cotton towel. She froze the instant he barged in.

Forcing down the panic in her eyes, she hastily masked her face with her usual sweet, victimized expression.

"Grant, you're back—"

Grant closed the distance between them and struck her across the face.

The sharp crack echoed through the quiet room, leaving Lyla completely stunned.

Clutching her reddened, swelling cheek, she looked up at him with tear-filled eyes, her bottom lip trembling.

"Grant, what did I do wrong?"

"I found the waiter you bribed."

Standing over her, Grant's voice was devoid of inflection, yet it carried a bone-chilling frost.

"He confessed to everything. Do you still want to lie?"

Lyla's entire body went rigid, her fragile facade instantly crumbling.

Snapping out of her shock, she jolted to her feet and desperately grabbed his sleeve, tears cascading down her face.

"Grant, you can't just take a waiter's word for it! I can explain..."

"Explain what?"

Grant ruthlessly ripped his sleeve from her grasp and took a half-step back.

"He said the woman who bribed him was wearing a specific bracelet." His gaze slowly dropped, landing squarely on her wrist. "And that exact bracelet is sitting on your wrist right now."

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