Chater 4 "Then forget it." Theo's voice was low, cutting through the air with an icy finality.

Adrian instantly closed his mouth. Without another word, he hurried to open the car door, his movements sharp and efficient.

By the time Benson staggered home, it was already night. He stumbled through the door, clearly drunk, and started yelling the moment he crossed the threshold.

"Where's Sierra? Didn't she come to apologize yet? Tell her to make me my special hangover remedy!"

It wasn't long before the housekeeper emerged from another part of the house.

"Young Mr. Gray, Ms. Shaw isn't here," she said politely.

Benson froze, a frown of disbelief settling on his face. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through the messages he'd sent Sierra earlier, instructing her to have his hangover remedy ready. No reply.

Well, well, well. So Sierra dared to ignore him.

His fury simmered beneath the surface, and with a sharp motion, he flung his phone onto the bed, his expression darkening.

The housekeeper, sensing the storm brewing in his mood, spoke cautiously. "Young Mr. Gray, would you like me to prepare the hangover remedy instead?"

"No! Get out!" Benson snapped, his voice sharp and cutting.

and slipped out of the

tang of freshly sprayed

against the room's brightness, she blinked a few times before noticing

swept over her, and a flicker of hope sparked

"Benson?"

sound of her voice. Slowly, he turned to face her, his expression

streaming in behind him, his

beneath his eyes only amplified the natural intensity and sharpness he seemed

took in the full view of his face, the faint hope in her eyes

Theo? Why is

It was Theo-Benson's uncle.

you disappointed to see me?" His voice was

frame towering over her as he approached the bed. The shadow

toward him.

you for someone

the second time you've mistaken me for

the air, cold

eyes flickered slightly as her thoughts drifted back to the first time she

Gray Manor. She had gone there looking for Benson and had spotted a young man standing in the

strikingly similar to Benson's, and he was even wearing the same style of white loungewear Benson often

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