Chapter 15
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On the other end, Ruby was momentarily stunned by how quickly Grayson agreed. Then, delight surged through her.
She had assumed that today, being Grayson and Violet’s wedding day, convincing him to leave his bride’s side–even with the child as an excuse–would require effort. But he had agreed without hesitation, rendering all the words she had prepared useless.
Her heart pounded wildly.
Did this mean she now held a more significant place in Grayson’s heart than Violet? If so, how far could the position of Mrs. Warhol be from her grasp?
After all, the child she carried was his first and only.
A glint of certainty flashed in her eyes.
Even if Violet became Mrs. Warhol today, who was to say she could keep that title?
Seizing the moment before Grayson arrived, Ruby slipped into a silk nightgown, spritzed on his favorite perfume, and lay elegantly on the sofa, waiting.
When Grayson pushed open the door, the first thing he saw was Ruby lounging in a slip dress on the couch.
His eyes darkened with coldness.
So much for feeling unwell–this was nothing but a ploy to lure him away from Violet.
She had played such tricks before. In the past, Grayson hadn’t minded indulging her, as long as she was obedient and knew her place. He had entertained her, let her taste some sweetness, but that never meant he would tolerate ambition from her.
In his world, there was only one person who could be his wife–Violet.
