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Chapter 665

Chapter 665:

Silas hovered in the doorway, his face pale. “Sir, I tried to stop p>

“Get out, Silas,” Grayson ordered, his voice like cracking ice. “And lock the door p>

The heavy doors clicked shut. The lock engaged.

Isolde walked across the thick Persian rug and stopped directly in front of the mahogany desk. She said nothing. She reached into her pocket, withdrew her phone, and slammed it face-up onto the polished wood.

The sharp smack echoed through the quiet room.

She tapped the screen. The audio file from the gala restroom began to play.

𝘛r𝖾𝗇𝘥іո𝗀 ոov𝗲𝗅s 𝗈ո

The nasal, vicious voices of the socialites filled the office. Effie doesn’t even have the Lancaster genetic markers. She is a bastard. Isolde had an affair, and Grayson is just keeping it quiet to protect the company stock.

Grayson sat perfectly still. As the audio played, the muscles along his jaw pulled tight. A dark, ugly flush crept up his neck. His hands, resting flat on the desk, slowly curled into fists.

The recording ended. The silence in the office was suffocating.

Isolde placed both hands flat on the edge of the desk and leaned forward, bringing her face close to his.

“Your public relations department has an annual budget of forty million dollars,” she said, her voice a terrifying, breathless whisper. “Are you paying them to spread rumors that your own biological daughter is a bastard p>

Grayson’s eyes flashed with defensive anger. He rose to his feet, his tall frame dominating the space above the desk.

“Isolde, where did you get this recording?” he countered, his voice a low, dangerous growl as a practiced mask of corporate control snapped into place. “This is slander. Give me the names of these women and I will have the legal department destroy them. The Lancaster family does not tolerate attacks on my daughter p>

“Do not insult my intelligence,” Isolde fired back, her voice rising, cutting clean through his corporate posturing. “A rumor targeting specific genetic markers does not materialize out of thin air. Your team is seeding this narrative. You are deliberately destroying Effie’s reputation to create a smokescreen for the InnoTech scandal. You are sacrificing my daughter to protect Belle and her bastard son p>

Grayson slammed his fist onto the desk. The heavy wood shuddered.

“Watch your mouth, Isolde,” Grayson roared, his chest heaving. “You are paranoid. You are seeing conspiracies where there are none p>

Isolde did not flinch. She straightened slowly. The anger drained from her face, leaving behind a mask of absolute, terrifying calm.

“Am I?” she asked softly.

She picked up her phone and looked Grayson directly in the eyes.

“You have a non-disclosure agreement locked in your wall safe,” Isolde said, her tone slow and deliberate. “It legally binds me to keep Kaiden’s true parentage a secret p>

Grayson’s breathing hitched. His pupils dilated slightly.