He and Sunny Reed were involved.
He’d agreed to Judith Pierce’s demands, only to turn around and come cause a scene at her apartment.
’What on earth did he take her for?’
Chloe Reed began to question everything, to question their eight-year relationship.
She felt a profound sense of powerlessness.
She suddenly realized she wasn’t as nonchalant as she appeared on the surface.
Whenever it came to Walker Grant and Sunny Reed, she lost all control of her emotions.
One was the man she had loved for eight years.
The other was the woman she had hated for more than a decade.
And yet, they had gotten tangled up together.
How could they possibly get involved with each other?
"..."
Walker Grant stood downstairs waiting for Rocco to pick him up, his clothes a rumpled mess.
Rocco spotted him from a long way off, his eyes widening in disbelief.
’Heavens!’
’Did Mr. Grant get beaten up?’
’Was he thrown out?’
’Mr. Grant, standing by the road late at night, looked like an abandoned puppy. How pitiful!’
As the car pulled up, Rocco schooled his features, reigning in all his emotions.
"Mr. Grant, where to?"
Walker Grant sat in the back seat and tossed his jacket aside. A heavy tightness constricted his chest.
"Find a place where I can go die."
The corner of Rocco’s mouth twitched. "Please, Mr. Grant, don’t joke around. Shall I take you back to Jardinelle?"
’That was their marital home.’
’But his wife wasn’t there.’
’What was the point of going back?’
Walker Grant closed his eyes, his tone growing even colder. "Just find anywhere."
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