Flair POV
Charlotte was acting exactly as the brat I thought she was. I valiantly kept my composure even as she insulted me to my face, determined to rise above her pettiness. Grayson was remarkable, steady, his grip on me never faltering and he never once left me there to flounder alone. As we turned our backs on Charlotte and that miserable excuse of an ex-husband of mine, we had taken not even two steps when Charlotte's shrill voice rang through the crowd again "Wait" halting us in our tracks as I shot Grayson a mutinous look.
I was beginning to lose my patience with the girl. So was Grayson. She stormed over to us and paused in front of us, pointing at me with a shaking finger.
"What now Charlotte?" I asked tiredly, as she gaped and began to splutter indignantly.
"No way" she bl
