A week later…
While Tyler plotted in silence, the world had turned its thinking gaze upon Grant’s penthouse, and its faceless anger was aimed at no other person than MADDISON with an unfortunate accuracy.
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MADDISON'S POV
The only light in the large living room of Grant’s penthouse was the tiny hard square of glass in Maddison's hand. Its blue cold light marked her face with colors of tiredness and drained the shadow at the corners of her eyes, and she felt as though she was a ghost in a palace. She had been at Grant’s penthouse for a few days after the unexpected proposal. And apart from windows from floor to ceiling, Charlotte city sparkled like a loose bed of diamonds, a wonderful view which she had not even enjoyed for seven days. The penthouse was not a home but a be
