LYLAS POV“Grey,” Jacob Blackwood called his son with so much surprise in his tone. He dragged the name until he was facing Grey. The expression on Greys face was one that informed me to leave. I followed my instincts, walking away from his father.Greys hand obstructed my path as he stretched it out. His face didn’t turn to me, instead, they stared at his father with curiosity. “What’s going on?” He asked. “Mr. Blackwood only wanted to…”“I asked my father, pretty,” Grey interrupted me. Did he just call me pretty? That was the first time something sweet came out from his mouth which was directed towards me. All my days in the mansion, he’d barely paid any attention to me. “Your wife was a good pick, son. And I heard she’s good with art,” his father’s smile grew as he covered the gap between him and his son. Grey made a nod, his hand dropping as he joined his father at the center of the balcony. There was tension between them, and for a moment I thought Grey knew. My heart sank as
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