- ~Camila’s POV~
- After the Grayston Group presidential announcement, I got in my car and drove back home. As I drove, my oceans of thoughts consumed me. I hate everything about what I’m doing, but I don’t have a choice. I remember all this while I was trying to find a way to contest the ownership of the two companies but Chris and his family made it a point that I was in a tight corner. I couldn’t contest the ownership. Out of rage, I decided to show up and be the owner, but what surprised me is that none of them seemed to mind my appearance today. I should be out there traveling the world and making my appearances known to the world, yet here I am tucked between 4 companies, The Grayston Group, the Grayston and sons, MDZ and Cammy. It’s as though I don’t have a life of my own. I wanted to hurt Chris and his family but they seemed to be protecting me and not even angry the slightest bit. I walked out of my car oozing power, but in reality, I was scared, I was just oozing power on the outside and scared and confused on the inside. I seem to be doing what they wanted. They are probably laughing at me right now. Where George Grayston is, he’s probably shouting ‘Checkmate!’ But then why the fuck did they have to protect me from the press? What games are they playing? I walked into my villa and ran straight to my room, the balcony, and yelled up at the blue sky, “It’s not fucking fine!”
- I then thought of the only person who matters to me, Liam. I ran to his room but he wasn’t there. Then I recall using the passage door to walk inside. I then went back through the passage door and entered the house using the main door. When I walked in, my son was waiting for me with a bouquet of flowers and a big bear embrace.