Chapter 10
The woman in the snapshot, from her bridal gown to her makeup, looked just like Grace, who he’d seen not long ago.
Antonio’s face dropped the cool act the second he saw the photo.
He grabbed the phone and flipped through the photos.
When he saw the kissing one, his head almost blew a fuse. A panic he’d never felt before surged through him.
His hands trembling, he fumbled for his phone and dialed Grace.
He kept calling, but it went to voicemail every time.
Fury was eating away at his sanity.
The endless beeping made him snap, smashing his phone on the seat. Clenching his teeth, he ordered the driver to
turn around.
His friends were too scared to say anything, until Wade Hunt, with some bravery, spoke up, “N-Antonio, Livia is waiting for you.”
“Go back!”
His roar sent a chill down the driver’s spine. Not bothering with traffic rules, the driver made a quick U-turn and sped off toward Nelykon.
The sports car roared into the hotel again. Antonio ran up the stairs, not even waiting for the elevator.
In the lobby, the wedding was done, and they were doing the rounds of toast.
Grace, in a wedding dress, was with Devin, meeting his family and friends.
They were in the middle of the toast when hotel security came in chasing Antonio, getting everyone’s attention.
With everyone looking on, Antonio didn’t hesitate. He rushed over to Grace, grabbing her wrist and trying to pull her
away.
Grace was taken aback by his return, trying to steady herself and break free from his grip.
But he was too strong for her. She stumbled and fell to the floor.
Devin was quick to kneel down and help her up. Seeing the red marks on her leg, he couldn’t hide his worry.
Once Grace was on her feet again, Antonio made another grab for her, but Devin stepped in, standing protectively in
front of her.
His face, usually so friendly, was now cold as a winter’s day, his eyes icy as he stared at the intruder.
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“Antonio, I’d appreciate it if you’d treat my wife with some respect!”
The word ‘wife’ sparked a flash of rage in Antonio’s eyes.
“Your wife? You must be mistaken, Mr. Hudson. Grace works for me at the Kaufman Group!”
His statement left everyone in carshot stunned.
They wondered, “So Devin’s secret wife was also Antonio’s assistant?”
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Feeling the weight of the curious and malicious glances, Grace took a steadying breath and met Antonio’s gaze with an untroubled calm.
“Mr. Kaufman, my resignation has been submitted. It’s just a formality now.”
Antonio was well aware of her resignation.
His words were a power play, a bid to assert his control. But her public defiance was not what he expected, and it made him furious.
“You resigned, but don’t forget, your mother has served the Kaufman family for thirty years, and you’ve lived in the Kaufman’s home for ten. How can you just turn your back like this?”
For the first time, a flicker of amusement crossed Grace’s face at his accusation.
“Mr. Kaufman, this is a business matter, nothing more. You’re a man of importance. Why would you be concerned with someone as insignificant as me?”
Her words seemed to resonate with the onlookers, who nodded in agreement.
In Cruxfield, it was no secret that Antonio and Livia had a thing going on. It was out of character for him to be in- volved with an assistant.
With just a few casual remarks, Grace managed to distance herself from him. Antonio’s gaze turned colder, and he shot Devin a sidelong glance.
“You, as a servant’s daughter, are not in the league of the Kaufman family, but can you really reach the Hudson fami- ly’s high standing? You should know your place!”