Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 109: At that moment, her heart skipped a beat. Damn! What the hell brought Greyson here? He seemed to have just emerged from the study. She had been so distracted that she had failed to notice the oddities in her own apartment moments ago. So, Greyson had placed all the men's items in the bathroom? Her brain felt like it was about to explode, and she had no idea how to explain it. At that time, Milton emerged from behind her and pulled her aside. "It was I who insisted on coming.

She is completely out of this." Seeing how Milton was defending Candice, Greyson's eyes became stern, and his fists clenched. Milton barged into the apartment and positioned himself in front of Candice, seeming to be worried that Greyson would hurt her even in his own home. To Greyson, the entire situation seemed laughable at best. Both men stared each other down with icy resolve. It was clear that they harbored deep resentment toward one another. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife! At any moment, everything could go haywire.

Candice was so nervous that she almost forgot to breathe. What was the prudent thing for her to do? How could she get out of this mess? Nothing she said or did would make a difference, and she knew it. As they reached an impasse, Milton spoke unexpectedly. "If you're feeling furious, Greyson, you can just talk to me. Meet me downstairs." Greyson answered with a hesitant grin, "Alright." The two men then slowly walked out of the apartment. Milton left first, followed by Greyson. Candice longed to join them.

However, Greyson intervened, telling her, "Stay here and wait for me." After that, Greyson pushed her into the apartment and slammed the door. Your favorite tales live at gⱯlnσνs． Her nose came dangerously close to being hit. Unprepared for such an intense situation, Candice was left in a complete state of disarray. No idea came to her. None! The temperature outside the building was really low. As per Milton's order, no reporters from any outlet dared to approach Candice at her home. The moon shone on the ground through a few cracks in the sky, casting a cold glow.

The two men exchanged dispassionate glances. Throughout high school, they had shared a dorm. They knew one another but had never really gotten along. The last time they met was at Universe Financial Group's conference room in Jenry Building. At that time, they only looked at each other without offering any kind of greeting. The chance encounter today was something neither of them had anticipated. . . .