"Was this really the only job you could find? There are plenty of legitimate places to work, and instead you crawl into the Long family's cesspit. Isla, I think you did this on purpose. How much more do you need to prove your appeal? Hm?" As he spoke, Grayson shifted his weight against her, something dark laced through his voice.
Isla's earlier moment of vulnerability drained away instantly.
He's doing this on purpose. He punished Bianca on my behalf once, and then I turned around and threw it back in his face like it was all some manipulation. He's not letting that go.
Maybe he actually believes I'm exactly the kind of woman who plays games for attention.
Nobody but her knew the true cost of that lie. Even if she tried to explain it now, he wouldn't listen anyway.
Isla just bit her l
