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#Chapter 258 True Colors

Grace I needed the nap, probably more than Cecil did. We got dressed and headed downstairs to the main hall and I could not believe how much it had been changed from earlier. It looked like a formal ballroom now, but no one was wearing anything fancy except for Charles. I was thankful. I settled Cecil at a table with her friends and went to the buffet table to fill our plates. Then, I felt him come up behind me. I turned and looked at Devin. His eyes were a bit bloodshot. He looked pale and a little tired, but that arrogance and entitlement was still just as strong. "Grace," he began, his voice a low murmur, "we need to talk." The audacity of this man after everything that had transpired sent a surge of anger coursing through me. "You mean you should talk to Amy about seeing your newborns," I said. "You've said everything you've had to say to me." "Don't do this," he pleaded, his eyes flickering towards Cecil, who was now engrossed in a conversation with her new friends. "Think a

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