Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband Chapter 186: Out On Important Business

Brooke sensed the tension between the two and imdiately she tugged Sadie by the wrist and dragged her over to the car. Damien tried to follow them, but Lucas intervened, he rested a hand on Damien’s shoulder and leaned in.

"You don’t want to take whatever this is any further, you are going to lose, badly." Was all Lucas said to Damien to get him to back down.

He stood at the side of the road and watched as Brooke got into the backseat. He narrowed his eyes at the shocked expression on her face before getting in, he tried to step closer to check what would get her so riled up, but Sadie slamd the door shut and got in the car.

He watched as the car sped off, his fingers balled into tight fists.

"Sothing is fucking wrong here." He pulled out his phone and unlocked it. He tapped on his gallery and looked at the photo he had taken two hours ago.

Displayed on his screen was a photo of the caller ID of the person who had been calling Brooke’s phone nonstop.

"Who is this Mr Grayson? Could it really be the Grayson heir? But how?" He narrowed his eyes, "How could Brooke possibly be connected to the Grayson heir?" He thought as he took slow steps towards his car.

Inside, he placed a call to his assistant and gave her an unusual task. "I want you to hire soone to run a background check."

Nia replied swiftly, "Is soone on the cast giving you a hard ti? If so I’ll speak to the agency-"

"This is more than this flimsy movie. Everything happening here is suspicious, and I can just tell this woman knows exactly what going on with the Grayson heir." He projected.

"The Grayson heir? What makes you so certain?"

He rested his head against his steering, "That’s the thing, I waited with her to see if the heir would show up, I intentionally stalled and everything but it was just president Lucas who ca." He was saying, then Lucas’s words resounded in his head.

To himself he murmured, "Could it really be the Grayson heir? Did he plant her as a spy? Is that bastard gunning for my family’s company?" He ran his fingers frustratedly through his hair, trying to connect the dots.

"Sir? Are you okay-"

"There has to be so link, one very deliberate link that’s tying this whole thing together." Damien observed, he raised his head and spoke into the phone, "Spare no expense and use all our resources. Find out everything there is to know about this woman."

Jen expected Ethan to rush into the office fuming with rage after Serena exposed his scandal downstairs on her live stream. However, when he ca into the office he calmly sat down and acted like nothing happened. For the whole day he retained a calm disposition, until he suddenly packed so of his things and told Jen she could leave early.

"B-But sir the budget report still needs approval-"

"I’m going out." He told her flatly.

Out? Where the hell would he go at a crucial ti like this? Jen peered at the window, the last ti she checked so people were camped outside waiting to block Ethan.

She hurried to the door, "I’ll grab my coat-" but he cut her off.

"I’ll be going out alone. And tomorrow, there’s no need to co into the office, I won’t be around so take the day off." He told her, then made for his exclusive elevator.

Jen gazed at the location she had placed the cara, her lips furled into a deep frown. Today should’ve been the perfect chance, she already positioned herself in a spot that would capture her perfectly.

All she needed was for Ethan to act the way he always did.

Determined, Jen went after him, "Sir, it’s dangerous to go out right now. There are still protestors-" her refute was cut short when Ethan grabbed her by the cheek and slamd her back against the elevator wall!

She gasped in pain, "Sir-"

"Listen here you fucking bitch. Right now, I’m in a state of mind where I can take your worthless life in this elevator." As he spoke his fingers glided from her cheeks to her neck.

"If you know what’s good for you, you’ll get the hell out of my sight before you get it too." He said, over the ding sound of the elevator hitting the grand floor.

As the elevator doors parted he released Jen, letting her body collapse to the floor. Her hands fell hopelessly to her neck, massaging her skin.

As she sat on the elevator floor, watching Ethan disappear from her sight, her mind couldn’t help but think of what he said.

Before she got it too?

Who else was going to get it from Ethan tonight? And why did she feel odd discomfort from the unusual calmness he was exuding.

Serena stepped out of her bedroom, fully dressed up, from head to toe in the best designer fits she owned. She pulled out a mirror from her bag and checked herself one last ti before heading downstairs.

On her way down, she noticed Cassie step outside of her room, equally dressed up, but in baggy clothes to hide her pregnancy, and a face mask and wig to hide herself.

"Hey, it’s so late at night. Where are you headed off to?" Serena asked, rushing down the stairs.

Cassie raised her gaze from her phone to her mother’s black dress. She cracked an all knowing grin, "Right back at you. Father hasn’t been gone for a month and I see you wasted no ti to move on."

Serena frowned, "I’m not so cheap slut! I have sothing important to do."

"Dressed like that? I’m sure you do." Cassie sarcastically remarked.

A scoff escaped her mother’s lip, "And you? Where the hell are you headed to this late at night? Who are you going to see?" Her mother pressed, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.

Cassie lifted the corners of her lips into a quaint smile, "I have sothing important to do too."