Charmed by the Billionaire CEO
Chapter 192: Blaming Alice

Chapter 192: Blaming Alice

"How can he agree when he is not the one behind Dylan’s misery" Alice’s words made Avera frown and she questioned.

"What do you mean, Noah isn’t the one? I can’t be wrong with the news I got from the resource" Avera was confident that she wasn’t accusing Noah just like that. She had asked someone to find out about it.

Alice could tell that Avera was satisfied with her words. Instead of losing her cool, she remained calm and spoke," Someone mislead you with the wrong information Avera. Yes, Dylan is facing issues, but it isn’t Noah. Someone is trying to frame him by using Noah’s name"

If even a single word Avera told was true then she would’ve discussed about it with Noah. But when he himself isn’t aware of such a big conspiracy against him, how will she ask him to back off?

The frown on Avera’s forehead deepened. How can she be wrong, she had seen the shares which were taken and the name mentioned on it was Wayne. And for her the only Wayne she knew was Noah.

Scoffing in disbelief Avera glared at Alice in anger. She should’ve known, Alice would never go against her man for her and how did she forget, the grudge she hold against Dylan for whatever he did to her?

Avera couldn’t believe, Alice would still be stuck in the past incident. And now she was rooting for Dylan’s failure by using her rich boyfriend.

"Now I understand... why are you defending Noah. That’s because it’s you who want to see Dylan’s downfall" Avera snapped taking Alice by surprise.

She never thought Avera would come to misunderstand her words. She thought explaining everything to Avera will make her look into the matter a little deeper but what she heard from her blew her mind.

"Are you kidding me?... Why would I do that?" Alice didn’t hold back her displease and snapped at her instead.

She didn’t know Avera would come to think so lowly about her. Yes, she never forgave Dylan for whatever he did to her but that doesn’t mean she would go around taking revenge.

If she had to then she would’ve done it long back. Instead, she decided to start a new life away from all those people who became the reason for her miserable life.

"Don’t act so innocent Alice. I know it’s you who must’ve asked Noah to revenge Dylan on your behalf. Such a cunning lady" Avera shook her head in disgust and got up taking her bag.

"But I won’t let you both get succeed. I will use every way to help Dylan because I love him way too much to see him suffer like this" declaring she turned and walk out from there leaving Alice alone.

Looking at her retreating back, Alice sighed in defeat. Avera was just blinded by her love for Dylan. She couldn’t see right and wrong at this moment.

****

Outside

Avera stepped out of the cafe wearing her sunglasses and hopped into the car that was parked out and drove away from there.

"You think, Avera managed to gain Alice’s sympathy," Vincent asked turning his head at Dylan whose eyes were still focused on the entrance of the cafe shop.

They both followed Avera when Dylan got the news of her meeting with Alice from his spies.

"I don’t think so but-" he paused as his eyes shined in satisfaction watching Alice step out of the cafe and continued," One thing I am sure is that the seed I planted in Avera’s heart has finally bloomed into the much-awaited hate, I was rooting for"

Once Alice was out of his sight, Dylan looked at Vincent with an evil grin, "Drive" without mentioning anything further, he instructed the driver and they soon drove from there.

****

Knight mansion

It had been two days since Dante was trying to talk with Grace. But every time, he bought himself to speak something happened and he retreated from speaking.

Even now sitting in his rocking chair, he was finding ways, how to start the conversation.

"Should I wait for Tristan to return from the Brown mansion? His presence can save us from breaking down"

Dante learned about Tristan’s stay at Brown mansion from Gwen and he didn’t know when his grandson was going to return. He knew Tristan would be able to handle Grace’s overflowed emotions and it would be better if he had the backbone to stand for himself and his daughter.

The thought of Grace’s broken self, made his heart bleed. What would happen when she finally learns about his illness?

"Argh!!!... why is it so hard to confront someone" Dante’s personality changed in these years when Tristan over his place as the supreme leader of Jaguar.

If he was that old Dante, he wouldn’t have thought twice before confronting someone but now as he is growing old, even his self-confidence was declining.

As Dante was busy cursing himself, a knock pulled him out of his worried state and he quickly composed himself.

"Yes..." he said and Grace stepped in with a tray of fruits in her hand.

"Why didn’t you come to have breakfast dad" Grace walked deeper inside the room and once she was in front of Dante, she placed the tray on the table and to the seat next to his chair.

When Dante didn’t show up for breakfast, Grace asked the maid to convey the message to his room. But the maid returned with Dante’s message of having no appetite for having breakfast.

She was about to rush to his room when Trevor told her maybe he wasn’t hungry and asked her to take some fruit after some time.

Agreeing his words, Grace didn’t argue much and had her breakfast silently. Once she was done, she walked to Dante’s room with some fruits along.

Sitting in front of him, she started cutting the apple into slices and passed Dante. Without saying a word, Dante kept stuffing the fruit in his mouth, and in no time he finished most of the slices.

"I am full," he said when he couldn’t eat anymore.

Grace looked at the plate and was satisfied that he didn’t act stubborn and ate everything like a good child.

Dante kept his eyes on Grace’s expression, trying to understand how her mood.

’Should I speak?’ he thought biting his tongue.

After much thought, Dante finally mustered the courage again and opened his mouth to speak.

"Grace... umm... I had something to talk about" holding his palm together Dante began to feel nervous. It had been the same for two days, every time he opened his mouth his heart began to pump vividly inside his chest.

Turning her attention to him Grace asked," Go on"

Watching at her calm and composed face, Dante began to feel even more anxious.

"I-I want to tell you about my h-heal.." his words died when someone knocked at the door.

"Just a second" Grace excused herself and went to open the door.

After some time she walked back and informed Dante about some work she had to finish and will soon join him in the conversation.

Once Grace was out of the room, Dante release the breath he had been holding all this while. He then looked at his palm which had turned white because of his firm grip.

"God... this is so hard" Dante rubbed his palm warming it up and looked at the door from where Grace left.