Chapter Thirty-Four

Love.

Did I hear that right?

He said, Love.

Maybe I took it out of context? Maybe he just meant it in the general terms of things. I’m in complete shock.

Did he love me, I’ve been hoping for that in my own twisted way for such a long time because the truth is, I love him with my whole heart.

We fight and argue but when it comes down to it there is no one else I would rather spend my time with no one who I would rather come home to at the end of the day.

“Gen, are you listening “


I’m pulled from my mind by a glaring Greyson.

“Did you hear what I said Gen?”

“Sorry. No, I was erm... Lost in thought”.

“We need to go; we're going to see Vicky. I’ve called her back to the office for some answers “

“Okay, why do I need to come?”

“I told you, I’m not leaving you alone again. Now come on”.

He extends his hand and pulls me from the sofa not letting go as we make our way to the front door.

As soon as we enter the building, Greyson’s hand still wrapped around my own, the chatter goes silent. Once we are inside the lift it’s like I can breathe again.

“Just ignore them, Gen, they just feed into the stories they have read”.

“I know but it doesn’t make it any easier to walk through them knowing you are the topic of conversation”


“I can fire them if you want “


“What no! Don’t be ridiculous, besides this will all be cleared up soon and they will move onto the next story”.

“Okay, whatever you want”.

He still has not let go of my hand and his voice is different, he seems self-assured.

“So Grey, what exactly are we doing here?”

The Lift dings and we step out, ignoring all the people on his floor shocked to see him there.

“Well, Gen, we are here to have a conversation with our dear friend Vicky”.

“Well yes you said that, but what about? And also, why here?”

“I made a few phone calls, and it seems Vicky has had quite a lot to say since she left the company, some of that made its way to the ears of a few associates of mine and I’d just like to clear it up with her that’s all”.

He pushes his office door open and ushers me inside, motioning for me to take a seat on the sofa.

“You seem oddly calm, what don't I know?”

“After today you’ll know everything”


He takes a seat beside me, holding my hand in his once more.

“I realise that the things I said have affected you, I got so caught up in my own selfishness that I forgot how that might make you feel. For that I’m sorry”

His revelation leaves me stunned into silence, I'm not really sure what to say back. I wanted him to apologise to me more than anything.

In Fact, I didn't even need an apology, I wanted him to realise that his actions affect others. I know that things with Brittany have changed now, but what if I had gone to her and she really was pregnant.

“Greyson, please don't take this the wrong way but. Your apology is not accepted. You were so willing to ruin someone's life for your own gain and I just…”

He squeezes my hand and smiles.

“Knowing you as well as I do Gen, I knew you would say that. You need actions, that’s what I’m going to give to you today”


His office phone rings, and he heads back to his desk sitting behind it. The door then opens and Vicky walks in.

“Mr Maddox, thank you so much for calling me. How have you been?”

As usual with Vicky, I'm seemingly invisible in the room.

“Vicky takes a seat”.

She does, crossing her legs in front of him giving him a full view of what she has to offer.
“You know my wife, Genevieve “

Her head shoots round to me on the sofa, she flushes a little bit red.

“Nice to see you again Mrs Maddox”.

“You can cut the crap Vicky was not here for pleasantries “


Greyson’s voice radiates, he's not angry, just firm. As she turns around to face him, I see the curve of her smile drop.

“Mr Maddox, why did you call me here today?”

That panic has set in her voice, I can tell she's worried. There is a part of me that wants to see her face as whatever Greyson is withholding comes undone before her.

It's as though my feet have a mind of their own. I walk towards his desk and he stands allowing me to take a seat, he paces behind me. If you were watching from the outside you would have thought, we had planned this endeavour.

“You see Victoria, it's come to my attention that some of the issues my wife has been having lately. The stories in the news, a certain blond-haired woman. All have a root cause”.

I watch her face for any signs of movement, I have to admit even I’m curious as to where Greyson is taking this.

“I don't know what you’re talking about, I haven't said or done anything. I should go”


“I'd sit back down if I were you, Vicky, there is security outside waiting to escort you once we are finished with our conversation. It's going to go one of two ways, you can tell me what I want, and we can try to find a solution, or you can stay quiet”


“Greyson, I don’t know what you’re talking about”


“You see, I think you do. I think you got the two of them together, you got hung up on hurting Genevieve and you knew that your best friend wanted me, and my brother wanted to end me”.

“I. I don’t know what you’re talking about “

“I think you convinced Brittany to meet with my brother, I think you planted the seed for his little plan and then left it to bloom. All so you could watch Gen’s undoing”.

She doesn't say anything but she's avoiding my gaze as I fix my eyes on her.

“Only you miscalculated a few things, didn't you? You thought your plan would run smoothly but you forgot that people are selfish. Eventually, you start to get pushed out of the plan as Max and Brittany work together further. Eventually ending up in bed with each other”

“I didn’t. I mean.”

Greyson raises his hand for her to stop.

“You didn't count on your best friend pushing your nose out and forcing her own plan to get to me, you didn't bet on how low she would go”.

“What do you mean?”

Then I see it, Vicky's interest has peaked. Greyson has reached the part where he knows more than she.

“You didn't bet on your friend not only faking her pregnancy but also finding out that money was more important to her than the love she had for me “


She folds her arms across her body, as she listens to what he's saying.

“You mean she isn't pregnant”


“Ahh you see, now we’re at the part where I know more than you Victoria. No, she is not, I believe she was, and I believe my brother still thinks she is, but you and I know Brittany there probably never was a baby “


“I don't understand “


I can't help but chime in at this point just to rub it in. “You don't understand how someone you trusted could double-cross you. SHOCKING”

I make sure to watch as my sarcasm pierces through her icy exterior.

“Somewhere along the way of your master plan, Brittany got greedy, my brother got egoistic and you lost out. You are no longer part of the end result Vicky, when all this comes to ahead, you will get nothing. No thank you, no satisfaction, and no ability to watch the demise of Gen because it's no longer parts of the plan”.

She stares at Greyson with ferocity, I know she has snapped, she is about to bite back.

“You don't know the half of its Greyson, I worked tirelessly for you for months only to be tossed aside when you found a new plaything”.

She motions towards me with her hand.

“You think that I care that you've called me here, you think I didn't count on being double-crossed. This is all a fucking game Greyson and you’re losing. When this comes to a head and you see all the work Max has put in to bring you and you pretend wife down. You are going to have a very bitter pill to swallow”.

She throws herself back in her seat, arms crossed once more with a look of triumph. Greyson walks over to me placing a hand on my shoulder, I look up at him as he breathes deeply trying to control his anger.

“I assume you are referring to what Max has planned for the Christmas party”.


I watch her face as the realisation hits. We already know.

“You see I already know about that, I already know about the doctored pictures, about the slide show”


“How do you... you can't “


“You see I have my ways, and well my Wife is pretty resourceful when she needs to be. There is one thing I don't know though and I’m hoping you'll tell me “


“I'm not telling you anything”


“You see I thought you'd say that and well, I don't need for you to tell me, but I thought it would be nice to give you a shot”.

He turns on the tv and video begins to play of Vicky, in one of the offices on the ground floor. Her clothes are dishevelled, and the timestamp is a few days after she was fired.

“You see, I've been wondering who would have doctored the images of my brother to make them look like me. Who would have done anything to get Genevieve away from me, no matter how crazy the idea”?

The video keeps playing and Vicky is adjusting herself as if she is about to meet someone.

“Then it came to me, who would you try to get to her “

Then I watch as blond shaggy hair enters the room, looking at the door behind him and taking off his suit jacket.

I watch in complete shock as my best friend fucks Vicky on the table while he calls out my name over and over.

Greyson’s hand squeezes my shoulder and I try to regain my composure. When they are done the two of them are fumbling with their clothes.

“You see Alex, if you help me and Brittany with these pictures then you won't have to pretend, I’m here anymore. You can have the real thing. She will be so distraught that she will come running back to you”


Alex put his jacket back on.

“When and where do you need these images done?”

I take a sharp breath as I listen to him agreeing with the plan. We are both tech-savvy. It is how we met, it's at the core of our friendship and to see him doing this is devastating on another level.

The video ends as Vicky hands him a small memory stick, he unlocks the door and leaves.

Vicky doesn't move in her seat, her mouth still open.

“I'm going to need the finished memory stick Victoria”


She snaps her head around, the self-assured confident look she held before now gone as she faces Greyson and I look like a deer in headlights.

“I can’t. I mean I don’t...What are you going to do with me?”

“Well, that depends on if you give me what I want Victoria. I can help keep you away from Max until this is over, who knows what he will do if he finds out I know everything. Or I can let you go, and you can watch all of this unfold but I guarantee it won't be what you expect”.

She contemplates her options, running her hand through her hair, her legs bobbing up and down with nervousness. Although I’m shocked at what I’ve just seen, finding out Alex was deeper into this than I realised, I am surprised that Greyson has remained so calm.

One question whirl around my mind and I'm begging to ask him, how did he know about Alex?'' I only just told him I saw him with Vicky. How long has he known that Alex was involved and why didn't he tell me before?

“I'll do it, I'll give you the memory stick. But you have to keep Max away from me. He will destroy me if he finds out, the man is a psychopath”.

“Agreed. Now hand it over”

She rummages through her bag, pulling out a small flash drive and handing it to Greyson. As soon as he has it, he picks up the phone, two security guards come in.

“Escort Victoria to the safe house, let no one see her, take her phone and make sure someone is with her at all times until I say otherwise”.

The men nod. Vicky tries to talk to Greyson, but he ignores her, his eyes fixated on me.


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