Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 350: An Unavoidable Confrontation

Maverick returned to the Grayson house the next day only to find out that his grandfather had left for Thane’s country. This he anticipated, he knew that the old man would try and get Thane back no matter what.

However, what he did not expect to hear was that his mother had been at the house before him.

"And what was my mother doing here?" He asked Desmond, his informant in the house.

Desmond responded with a gulp of whiskey, then a puff of his vape. With his grandfather out of the house, he was free to indulge for a bit.

"I asked you a question." Maverick hardened his voice.

He coughed, "Shit, why would I know?"

"Who did she come to see?" He demanded. His mother wasn’t a fan of Laura or Sophia, so it couldn’t have been either of them.

Was it Mallory? Matthew?

Desmond replied with tears in his eyes, "I don’t know why she came, but a maid spotted her leave with my father."

Maverick pulled his brows together, "Uncle Edward?"

Desmond took another sip of whiskey. "I think they were headed for the company."

Now things sounded even stranger. "Why?" But there was no way of Desmond knowing, "Don’t answer, you probably don’t know." He got up, "Anything that happens in this house, make sure to inform me."

Desmond scratched the back of his head, "I don’t get it, what was so interesting about that? They were probably meeting up with your dad or something."

But that was also impossible. His piss drunk father barely left the confines of their home, he was conveniently useless, the perfect sort of pawn Maverick could easily manipulate.

"Just keep me updated-" he was saying, only to get cut off by the maids arriving at the patio with his aunt, Cressida for a mid-day stroll.

Leisurely, Damien took another puff of his vape, only for Cressida to suddenly lunged towards him, fighting her nurses off!

"Madam Cressida!" They cried, charging after her.

Cressida smacked the pipe away from his hand and gripped him by the shirt. "The nicotine in that is highly addictive. You’re inhaling chemicals that damage your lungs and heart. Anymore of that, and you’ll ruin your respiratory system completely." She scolded him.

"Fucking let go of me!" He struggled against her grip. When it was clear she wasn’t letting up, he tried to shove her away, but Maverick held his wrist. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Her maids swiftly apprehended her, holding tightly onto her arms.

"We’re so sorry young master Desmond." They chorused, fearfully.

But Desmond could care less about that and was more concerned over the wrist Maverick was currently crushing.

Smiling, Maverick said, "Aunt Cressida is a hundred percent right." He turned to Desmond, who was now biting his cheeks, fighting back the pain. "Quit that bullshit, while she’s still asking nicely." he says, loosening his grip.

Desmond pulls his hand away with a vengeance. "Whatever." Then he storms out of the patio.

The maids once more apologize, before trying to take her away. But Maverick had them sit her down where Desmond was, clear the area of his indulgence, then make them stand at least five feet away from them.

Gently, he strokes her hand, "Aunt, are you doing okay these days?" He asks, his voice low and soft.

She nods sharply, "When I’m not pumped with pills, and surveillanced twenty four seven, it’s bareble." She leans in, caging his wrist in her tight grip, "Do you know they come with me to the bathroom?"

He cracks a smile, "Pretty creepy."

She echoes, "Pretty creepy."

Her eyes dart from his lips to her hands, particularly to the nails digging into his wrist. She pulls away sharply, only just realizing she had been hurting him.

In a more serious tone, she notes, "What’s Thane up to? I’ve barely seen him today."

Maverick casually answers, "He’s out. He’ll be back later."

She pinches her temples. "Don’t tell me Zelda dragged him out again! Doesn’t she know that he’s fragile?" She folds her arms, weariness in her eyes.

Maverick hitches his breath, he wants to say something, but he decides against it. He rises to his feet and plants a kiss on her forehead. "I’ll come see you tonight, I have some work left at the hospital."

At the mention of the hospital, her eyes light up. "Oh that’s right! I was meant to address the fresh batch of residents-" she tried to get up, but the maids rush to her sides and try to force her back down, but Maverick intervenes.

He holds his palm up, keeping them at bay. He shifts his head to the side at her, "Aunt," his voice is a mix of politeness and sterness all at once. The former outshine the undertoned latter. "Did you forget? You no longer work at the hospital, you retired to focus on raising Zelda."

She blinked twice, dazed, "Is that so? I don’t remember." her countenance fell, "But I love working at the hospital, it’s the only way I can impress father."

And she was damn good at it too. If she hadn’t lost her mind over Zelda getting axed out of the family, Cressida should’ve been the one taking over the family’s chain of hospitals.

Infact, his interest in becoming a doctor stemmed a great deal from her influence on him. Some of it rubbed off on Thane, which made him choose something closely related.

"It’s because you didn’t take your pills that’s why." He signals the maids over, "Go up to your room and rest, I’ll tell you all about work once I get back." He says then let’s the nurses take over.

He watches as they lead her away. His fists balled tightly at his sides. His pulsating anger was briefly distracted, when a text message from Gilbert decorated his screen.

Reading through it’s contents, he clenched his jaw when he saw that not only had Anna not only blown off all her classes that week, Gilbert who only recently started tailing her reported she was currently in a hotel.

And not just that, but that fucker, Kayden Reginald had just pulled over and checked himself into her hotel room!

Maverick marched out of the patio, and got in his car, driving like a possessed man all the way to the location Gilbert shared.