~Camila’s POV~

After the Grayston Group presidential announcement, I got in my car and drove back home. As I drove, my oceans of thoughts consumed me. I hate everything about what I’m doing, but I don’t have a choice. I remember all this while I was trying to find a way to contest the ownership of the two companies but Chris and his family made it a point that I was in a tight corner. I couldn’t contest the ownership. Out of rage, I decided to show up and be the owner, but what surprised me is that none of them seemed to mind my appearance today. I should be...