ck nine that morning in

eated directly across from the coun

r dark gown, creating an elegant app

her, yet she paid them no attention and co

assed beyond t

d strides suddenly echoed t

Arabella glanced

cably fitted suit, the same aloof arroganc

makeup. Momentary astonishment surfaced in his expression, o

. "Who exactly is this performance for? Surely you aren't foolish enou

s necktie, Greyson spoke

sympathetic amusement, like an adu

y of yourself, Mr. Wrigh

into her handbag, retrieved the legal documents ending t

ed. "There's nothing left to discuss. Sig

ce made it obvious that the matte

knitted his eyebro

m constantly, too meek to ever talk back. Sure

choice. Just don't come running back to the Wrig

nd roughly scribbled his name acros

erything settled financially? You're both sure about en

Arabella

not," Greyso

immediately, almost at e

al seal landed with a dull thump

lution certificates

icate and stormed off wit

hers and briefly sc

ulous, loveless union she alon

certificate into her handbag,

rged, her footstep

waiting at the bot

, he fixed his brooding st

he straightened and co

ng him icily. "Are you insane, Mr. Wri

re leaving the Wright family

to Corinne-for shoving her and making her lose the baby! You're coming to the hosp

s arm beneath his grip. The injury

, Arabella re

hard pull. "Apologize to her?" she

e you defy me? Don't assume I can't

see you try,"

sty smirk touching her lips. "But Greyson, are you truly

g what you've done," he snapped, "you st

nation to trash

I received. And relax-I've arranged a little surprise for you and your scheming sw

spun around and walked a

de the pavement. She headed over, p

structed the

en them, cutting Gre

ad, passing close beside G

y her indifferent side profile befor

ursed under

se of foreboding ti

before reaching for a cigarette. Af

ugged at his neckline, suddenly bo

hem? The idea se

nothing. What damage could someone like her

pect those threats

hrough him; what