Please Me Daddy (Gracie) novel Chapter 191

I turned my head toward Ryan, silently begging him to intervene, and stop this before it went any further. But he only watched expectantly, as if he had known this moment was inevitable.

I frowned, frustration bubbling up inside me. Why was there always something so unsettling about the Jones family? Why were they all so strange?

Turning back to the woman, I forced myself to speak again, my voice soft but firm. “I’m really sorry,” I said. “But I’m not your daughter. I hope you find her someday. I truly do. Goodbye, ma’am.”

Before she could respond, I turned and walked away.

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“No, wait-” she called out for me.

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I took one more step, then stopped. When I lifted my gaze, Apollo was standing right in front of me.

His expression was calm on the surface, but I knew him well enough now to see what lay beneath. His eyes were dark, stormy, filled with a restrained anger that sent a chill through me. He didn’t have to say a word. I could feel

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He was furious.

He looked at me, and something in his expression shifted. His gaze softened, turning tender. For a second, I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but before I could form the words, his eyes moved past me.

I froze.

I didn’t need to turn around to know who he was looking at.

Ryan.

Chase’s words echoed in my mind, the warning about the tension between the Reeds and the Jones, about how Apollo and Ryan never truly saw eye to eye.

I felt the tension between them because Apollo’s gaze darkened the moment he saw him. But then, as if he remembered something more important, Apollo stepped closer and reached for my hand.

I paused, startled, staring down at our joined hands before looking back up at him in confusion. His grip was firm.

“What’s wrong?” I asked softly. “Is everything okay?”

He looked at me for a long moment, his jaw tight, his eyes unreadable, before he spoke. “Let’s go home, Grace.”

I frowned slightly, caught off guard by his words.

“Home?” I repeated.

He nodded, already turning as if to lead me away, but I shook my head gently, tightening my fingers around his hand to stop him.

“W–wait, I want to see Hannah one more time before I go.”

He stopped. He looked at me again, but he didn’t say anything.