Chapter 75

Grant leaned back, clasping his hands together. "Please, elaborate. How exactly did Malia ruin your life?"

"She's the reason the love of my life is dead. I could never forgive her for that."

Grant raised a brow. "And how about how you ruined her life?"

She raised her head and stared at him. "What do you mean?"

"Malia told me that her life would have been much better if she had never met me, talk less of marrying me. And pray tell, who was responsible for that?"

"That's not what I'm..."

He raised a finger silencing her protests. "Oh, but it is. It is in fact what you're saying. You want me to kill my wife, just because your fuck toy died? And you think it's her fault? You think you can demand I take care of your sister because you're a little jealous of her?!"

"That's not the only problem, you're missing the entire point here."

"Really? What's your point then? Dirt? So what if she has dirt on me? How does that concern you? Is it your problem?"