Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason) novel Chapter 662

Chapter 662 True Colors

She smiled wildly, wrapped her arms around Mr. Mosby's neck, and said in a gentle voice, "Why did you call me here? Didn't you say you wouldn't come to Seattle in the future?"

She still remembered the last time she left Seattle. After packing up her things in a panic, she didn't even have time to arrange things in the entertainment industry. She directly announced to everyone that she would temporarily withdraw from the entertainment industry. Under the hunting of a group of reporters, she went to the rural area and claimed she was there to make her contribution.

Mr. Mosby, however, remained silent. He stroked her hair and said, "I told you not to contact so many artists back then. Why didn't you listen to me?"

His tone was so dangerous that before Grace could react, Mr. Mosby yanked her hair and raised her head.

“I'm sorry. It's my fault," Grace apologized in horror.

The man finally let go of her hair and lifted her face. "Don't let me down this time."

“Yes, I know."

The news of Grace's appearance spread all over Seattle, and the Easton family also went into a frenzy.

“Why is she back in Seattle?" Robyn looked at Harold in shock and said incredulously.

Harold's expression was also unpleasant. "Why do you care so much about Grace? Do you know her? And what does it have to do with you whether she returns to Seattle?"

Robyn was stunned for a moment. She let out a soft laugh, and her eyes were full of frivolous mockery. "Harold Easton, do you think you can get rid of everything by saying that? Do you really think those have nothing to do with you?"

Harold's face suddenly changed. He looked at Robyn with a dangerous light and showed a strange smile. 'So, what do you know?'

“Don’t play riddles with me. In fact, you're panicking enough, aren't you? Didn't you have nightmares about what that silly girl said at the dinner table last time? Stop lying to yourself. No one knows you better than I do.“

Harold looked at Robyn coldly, slowly stood up from the sofa, and walked up to her leisurely. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her hair, saying viciously, "What exactly are you talking about?"

“Ah!" Robyn screamed in pain, but she couldn't move Mr. Easton's hand at all. His arm was as strong as a wall made of iron.

At this moment, she finally burst out, "Harold! You're two-faced and using me as a pawn. You've been pretending to be a good person in front of your son, even Ainsley thinks you are a good person. But they don't know you are the most disgusting one. Even if I did something wrong, you still acquiesced, right? Can you put away the mask of hypocrisy when there are only the two of us? I don't want to see you playing dumb!"

“Shut up!" Harold grabbed even harder.

The force made Robyn even more painful. She struggled, and the pain in her scalp implicated her nerves. Finally, the man let go of her hand.

“You're crazy!" she cursed.

Harold, however, slapped her backhand and said, “Don't think too highly of yourself. Our every move is monitored. Remember, nothing happened, and we don't even know who Grace is."

Robyn snorted coldly. "I hope so too, but will Grace cooperate with me?" Harold's eyes were cold as he looked into the distance. "She doesn't want to cooperate, but she has to."

'Have you considered the matter I told you about? We can't delay any longer," Robyn said eagerly.

There was no hatred in her eyes, as if the matter of Harold pinching her just now had never existed.

Harold frowned and said coldly, "Do you think you can control everything about our son? Alas, he has grown up and we can't control him anymore."