Chapter 158: "Sacred Claims and Silver Pain"
(Grace's POV)
After Rachel left, Marcus caught up to me at the elevator.
"Grace," Marcus called out, his voice sharper than usual.
I stopped, turning reluctantly to face him, my grip tightening on my bag strap. His expression was unreadable, though there was a simmering tension in the way he held himself.
"What do you want, Marcus?" I asked bluntly. I didn’t mask my irritation, not this time.
He approached slowly, his steps deliberate, calculated. "We need to talk," he said, his voice low but commanding.
I scoffed softly. "Talk? About what? More lies meant to guilt me into backing down? I’m not interested."
"You should be," he said, his eyes narrowing. His tone dropped further, adopting the edge of a threat. "You don’t want to pr
