Please Me Daddy (Gracie) novel Chapter 167

Let my woman go on a rampage

Apollo

My phone rang.

I glanced at the caller ID and saw Austin’s name flashing on the screen. Without hesitation, I picked up and put the phone on speaker.

On the other end, his voice was cautious. “I’m sorry to disturb you, sir, but Miss Grace requested something. I agreed, but I thought it would be best to confirm it with you first.”

I tilted my head slightly, fingers tapping against the armrest. Austin was smart. Normally, he didn’t need my approval to handle Grace’s requests, whatever she wanted, he should give her. The fact that he was calling now meant this wasn’t trivial.

I leaned back against the seat. “What is it?”

Austin exhaled quietly, as if choosing his words carefully. “On our way back home, I received a call from the station where the people involved in last night’s incident are being held. Apparently, Miss Grace’s friends went there this morning and caused a scene.”

Austin continued, his voice low. “Miss Grace was worried, so I drove her there. When we arrived, she asked if she could meet those people. I agreed. Something happened, and now she’s in the same room with the girl who orchestrated everything. I’m worried something bad might happen to her.”

I didn’t say anything, my fingers had already stopped tapping the seat. A long silence stretched between us before I asked, “What was her emotion?”

He sounded confused. “S–sir?”

“Was she angry, or did she look sad?”

I heard him swallow. “Angry. She looked really angry. I’ve never seen anyone that angry before. It was like she was ready to kill her.”

“I see,” I murmured, almost to myself, before speaking more clearly. “Leave her.”

Austin froze. “What?”

“Don’t stop her. Let my woman go on a rampage. And when she’s done, take care of the insect that made her angry.” My voice dropped lower. “Her life is about to get more miserable. If she managed to make Grace angry, then she said something she shouldn’t have. And I don’t tolerate anyone disrespecting her.”

“Anyone who dares touch or insult my woman, I will get rid of them.”

There was dead silence for a moment, then Austin seemed to snap out of whatever shock he was in. “Y–yes, sir. I’ll station someone nearby so that woman won’t harm Miss Grace.”

“No need. She is not as weak as you think.”

I hung up without waiting for a reply.

I set the phone down on my desk and stared at it for a long second.

Weak?

Grace was not weak.

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And the fool who provoked her was about to learn that the hard way.

“Is that the right thing to do?” A voice cut through my thoughts.

I looked up slowly, as if only just remembering there was someone else in the room.

River stood a few steps away, leaning against the wall with a cup of coffee in hand. His hair was a mess, his posture relaxed yet alert, and his eyes were fixed on me, studying me the way he always did whenever we ended up in the same space,

He had come into my house uninvited a while ago. Normally, no one walked into my home without permission. No one dared. But River seemed to think either he was above consequences or that I would tolerate anything from him simply because he was family.

He was wrong. Only two people had ever been allowed such freedom, Grace, and my father.

And yet here he was, acting like this was his living room, barging into my study the moment he arrived and talking nonsense the entire time.

I didn’t respond. It was incredibly easy for me to ignore people when I wanted to. Even with River hovering over my shoulder, I could go on as if he were nothing more than background noise. Besides, I was in a good mood this morning

So I let him talk and returned to my documents. But he wasn’t satisfied with being ignored. He leaned closer, invading my space like he had a death wish.

“Are you ignoring me, Uncle? I asked you a question. Do you think it’s right to let Grace become that way? Just because you’re powerful enough to have her back and cleanup her mess?”

I felt the first splinter of irritation.

River’s lips curled into a faint, taunting smile. “No matter how I think about it, I don’t think you’re right for Grace. She’s too pure. And you’re too broken for her. You’ll ruin her, Uncle.”

My hand tightened around the document, the paper creasing beneath my fingers. Slowly, I lifted my gaze to him, meeting his eyes fully. The moment my expression shifted, River paused.

“Ah… it seems I finally have your attention.”

I raised an eyebrow, indifferent, then set the document aside. Leaning back in my chair, I looked at him.

“What are you doing?” My voice was low.

River blinked. “What do you mean?”

“Why are you behaving like a little boy who can’t handle his emotions?”

The room went still. River’s jaw tightened at my words.

Just because I wasn’t close to people didn’t mean I was blind. I understood people’s nature better than most, they were easy to read if you watched long enough. And River had always been one of the clearest books in the room, even when he tried pretending he wasn’t

He was one of the smartest people I had ever met. A wolf in sheep’s clothing, Sharp, calculating, and observant, He hid all of it behind a lazy smile and a bored expression. Emotions rarely slipped past his guard.

Except now.

River had watched me for years. Even as a child, he studied me the way a boy studies a role model. But he had never approached me like this. Never challenged me. Never let his emotions show.

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And the reason behind this reckless behavior was obvious.

Grace,

Even last night, in the chaos, I’d seen it in his eyes, the hatred, the anger, the jealousy. The way he looked at her as I carried her out of the hall, it was the look of a boy who had already lost a battle he didn’t realize he was fighting until it was too late.

For someone who prided himself on control, he was unraveling. Not that I could judge him. I was worse when it came to her.

River looked at my blank expression and let out a quiet laugh. He dragged a hand through his messy hair and said, “You’re right. I’m being emotional. It’s new. Getting jealous when another man has the woman you want is not very pleasant.”

I didn’t sympathize. My gaze stayed cold.

“Getting jealous?” I repeated. “What gives you the right to get jealous? You were never my competition to begin with, kid.”

River froze for a second, then he smiled again.

“We’ll see about that, Uncle.”

He straightened, his posture finally returning to its usual ease. “You know,” he said quietly, “this is the first time you’ve ever spoken to me this long. Others don’t notice it, but I do. I study you all the time. And I can tell you’re changing.”

“But time will tell if your change is good or bad for the people around you. Think about it, Uncle. Will Grace be safe with someone like you?”

He turned to leave.

Before he reached the door, I smiled. But there was no amusement in it.

The only reason he was still breathing after speaking to me like that was because he was my nephew. If he were anyone else, I would have ended him for even thinking about her that way.

“Like I said before,” I growled, “you don’t have the right to tell me what to do with her. She might be your friend, but she’s my woman. Learn your place, River.”

He froze.

“The next time,” I added, “I won’t let you go.”

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