Vivienne POV
“I can’t wait for the restaurant to be finished. I just hope the manor doesn’t come down in the process,” She sighed, taking a bite of her steak. They were at the diner for their weekly agreed dinner date.
“Yeah,” Grayson admitted, swirling the wine in his glass. “I don’t like admitting when I’m wrong…but hiring Declan was a mistake.”
Vivienne’s brows lifted in mock shock. “Are you feeling alright?” She reached across the table, pressing the back of her hand to his forehead.
“Haha, funny pants,” Grayson muttered, rolling his eyes—but his lips tugged up despite himself.
Vivienne smirked. “So…does that mean Marcus can take over the construction?”
The lightness vanished in an instant. Grayson’s fingers tightened around his glass, his jaw clenching ever so slightly.
“Hmm…M
