I walked into the house, exhausted from the long night at the hospital, but determined to freshen up and get some clean clothes for Monica and Austin. But before I could even take a step further, my grandfather’s voice stopped me in my tracks.
“Chase, we need to talk.”
I turned to face him, my eyes narrowing slightly.
“What is it, Grandfather?”
He sighed, his eyes clouding over with a mix of guilt and concern.
“It’s about Ariel. She’s causing chaos at the company, and if we don’t do something, everything will collapse.”
My mind raced back to my promise to Ariel, and I felt a surge of anger.
“What do you know about her accusations, Grandfather? And no lies this time.”
He poured himself a drink, his hands shaking slightly before settling on the couch.
“I know everything, Chase.
