|Grace|
“What do you want to talk about?” I asked once Silvester left the room. It had taken some convincing; I could see in his eyes that he would allow me anything except being alone with Keith. I appreciated Silvester's concern for me. But now, thinking it over, I realized I needed this personal conversation with Keith.
My ex-husband’s gaze returned to me, having watched Silvester leave the room. I raised an eyebrow at the smirk on his lips as our eyes met.
“So, it’s him, huh?” he said, pulling out a chair and settling into it comfortably, his eyes never leaving mine. “You’ve decided to get his help, and now you return with power and influence, just like you said in our call? I must commend your choices, Grace. You picked the right man to screw.”
I gritted my teeth at his insults. “
