CHAPTER NINETY-THREE ES LO QUE ES

GREYSON’S POV I unwillingly dropped her off at the house partly because I wouldn't be the first thing she would see when she woke, which was how it was supposed to be, and also because she would be alone with my unpleasant dunce of a cousin. I had to meet with an acquaintance of mine, Mera Slovik, who was in town for the evening; we had met through my father and had kept in touch ever since, not because of anything romantic, at least on my part, but because her family was closely related to ours, they had shares in the company as well so that was a bonus for them. Someone had been leaking information about my family, and I thought it was nothing serious until I dug deeper; some things were on my mom and me, but my father had more than I expected. It turns out that there was something they were after my father's will; unlike ordinary people who lived and went into the afterlife peacefully, my father had proceeded to be even more despicable in death; he had made his lawyer swear to