Honey could hear the rapid-fire voice on the other end even without speakerphone. Grayson winced, holding the phone slightly away from his ear turning fake wide eyes to Honey.
Honey grinned.
"Yes, I guess you have. No, it's not—" He tried to interject but was apparently cut off again. "If you'd let me explain—"
Honey pressed her lips together to suppress a laugh at his pained expression. She didn't feel sorry for him in the slightest, he should have called his parents and warned them what was going on.
"Mother, please." Grayson's voice took on the commanding tone that brooked no argument in boardrooms or bedrooms. "I need you to listen now."
The voice on the other end fell silent.
"Thank you," he continued. "First, everything in those tabloids is twisted. Morgan was never pregnant. S
