Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 91

Chapter 91

BLAIRE

I was still thinking about whether I should answer Grant’s call and face him. But Steve already made that décision for me when he ran out of the room and called Grant’s attention.

“Grant, we’re here!” he shouted.

Caught off guard by Steve’s impulsive action, I hesitated for a moment before gathering my resolve. With a deep breath, I followed Steve out of the room, steeling myself for the confrontation that awaited.

As we stepped into the hallway, I saw Grant’s figure emerge from the shadows, his expression a mix of relief and concern. “Dylan, where have you been? Are you alright?” he asked, his voice tinged with

urgency.

I couldn’t bring myself to meet his gaze, the weight of uncertainty bearing down on me like a leaden

cloak.

“We need to talk, Grant,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

As Grant’s gaze fell upon Sebastian, a shadow crossed his features, his expression turning stormy. “And who might this be?” he inquired with a chill in his tone.

Sebastian stood his ground, his demeanor unwavering despite Grant’s cold reception. “I’m Sebastian,” he replied evenly. “And I believe you have some explaining to do.”

Grant frowned, and anger was evident on his face. “I have nothing to explain to you. Let’s go, Dylan,” he

said before grabbing my arm.

But before he could even pull me, I quickly snatched my arm away from his grasp. He turned in my direction and looked at me with disbelief.

“That’s exactly what I wanted to talk to you about,” I said.

Grant grabbed my arm once again, and his grip tightened on my arm. His frustration was palpable. “We

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don’t have time for this,” he growled, his tone terse.

stood my ground, refusing to be led away without answers. “I need to

“Who is Sebastian, and why does he claim

me and Sebastian. “He’s nobody,” he spat.

forward, his expression unwavering. “I assure you, Grant, I am anything but

let Blaire hear

corrected with

I’d heard him address

hint of satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. “Blaire,” he repeated, as if testing the

the exchange between the two men, the tension thickening with each passing moment. It was clear that there was more to this

my voice trembling with a mixture of fear and determination. “I want answers, and I won’t leave until I get them. Grant, Sebastian, it’s time

mask of frustration and apprehension. “There’s nothing to tell,” he insisted, his voice strained.

his gaze unwavering. “And what about you, Grant? What are you hiding?” He countered, his tone laced

panic rising within me as the tension in the room escalated. Each passing moment only served to deepen

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talking about. I’m not hiding anything. Dylan,

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stopped him. “You’re not taking her anywhere.” Sebastian’s voice was resolute, his stance unwavering as he stepped in between Grant and me. “You don’t get to decide what she does,

palpable as he glared at Sebastian. “And who are you to tell me what to do? You think you can just waltz in here and play hero,

didn’t flinch. “I’m not playing anything, Grant. I’m just

atmosphere like a jagged blade. “And what

resolve unwavering. “I’m not a stranger. I’m her husband,” he insisted,

her husband!” Grant retorted, his voice rising with each word. “Squeeze this into your tiny little head; she’s not Blaire. She’s Dylan, and she’s

his gaze narrowing with suspicion. “How did you know she’s dead?” he demanded, his tone laced with challenge, as if daring

his eyes flashing with a mix of defiance and frustration. “That’s none of your

to her,” ‘he shot back, his tone firm

tightened, his fists clenching at his sides. “I’m not lying,” he

pressing in on me from all sides. “I

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“We’re leaving, Dylan. Stop this

if there was more to my past

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