Grayson POV
I'm an i***t. From the second that Maxwell Grant had stepped foot in the room, it should have been glaringly obvious that he was not just here for business, but never would I have anticipated that he had come to divulge a secret so big that even I wouldn't have seen it coming. Flair was a Grant. A Grant! I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. She was rich. She didn't need money or connections, or...the thought occurred to me that she might not even need me. That hurt. I had liked feeling like I was protecting her. That she needed me. That I was someone she could lean on. Now I wasn't sure of anything, other than the woman I was beginning to fall heavily for, could have been using me.
"I did come here for business purposes," Maxwell Grant said agreeably, smiling widely a
