Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 149: No one dared approach him, and the press refrained from asking questions. After that, everyone left in relative silence. Greyson dragged Candice away from the press conference. After rounding a corner, Greyson led her into an alley between two buildings. "Word has it Milton acquired your home and is planning to renovate the area. Why?" Greyson asked directly. "I'm curious too," Candice said, finding the whole thing amusing. "Why did you purchase a ballet troupe?" "Are you interfering with my business now?" Greyson asked, surprised and questioning.

"Well, why are you interfering with my business then?" Candice shot back. "Why are you even here?" Greyson frowned. "I'm here because Madilyn told me to come. Who could've predicted what the press would say if I didn't show up?" Candice said coldly. "How could my presence here possibly bother you? Or just tell me, what do you want me to do?" Greyson inquired sternly, "Did you know earlier that Milton acquired the ballet troupe?" "Heh." Candice chuckled. "Greyson, you think too highly of me. Do you really believe I have the ability to predict the future?" Greyson remained silent.

It was clear that Madilyn being fired was connected to Candice. As a man, he was fully aware of what Milton was thinking. He couldn't imagine Candice was unaware of the situation. "Why don't you go comfort Madilyn? I'm sure she's feeling down," Candice questioned. "She worked hard to achieve her dream, only to have it taken away." "I just wanted to find her a less demanding job. She's not as healthy as she appears. That was my sole intention," Greyson explained. "Oh my, Mr. Harman, you're quite generous," Candice said mockingly.

"Did you really just shell out hundreds of millions to buy Madilyn a job? Your love for her is so touching!" galnσνℓs․cøm opens doors to new adventures Greyson narrowed his eyes but didn't respond to her sarcasm. Suddenly, he asked, "What about you, Candice? Have you truly loved me for the past three years?" As he demanded this, he stepped toward her and pushed her against the cold wall. Candice felt her breath catch in her throat. Greyson had always been distant toward her, often treating her with contempt. Indifference had always been his go-to response.

She wasn't used to this kind of intensity from him. Greyson was an expert at causing pain and making her feel invisible. . . .