Chapter 3 He Was the Man From That Night

Power and influence.

He had both power and influence.

Greyson's influence was enormous.

It was enough to treat anyone as a lowly nobody and to crush anyone into the dust without any struggle.

Destiny's body was slightly cold and the blood in her veins seemed to have gradually cooled down.

A man's unhurried footsteps were heard behind the door.

The noise made by the servants abruptly disappeared and it was followed by a respectful and uniformed voice, "Master!"

No longer paying attention to Destiny who instantly turned pale on the bed, Julie walked quickly toward the door to open it. Bowing over in a standard manner, she informed Greyson, "Master, Miss Griffiths is awake and I have instructed her everything that is required from her. "

Destiny looked toward the door. The moment she saw the tall man clearly, she seemed to forget her surroundings.

The man standing by the door had a very strong aura that involuntarily made others focus on him.

Wearing the slick black suit was a tall figure with perfect proportions.

A tie clip that looked simple yet expensive, shone on Greyson's black tie, but it was overshadowed by Greyson's elegance.

He had an extremely handsome face with sharp features that showed his arrogance and his domineering manner.

However, what Destiny noticed the most was his eyes.

Purple eyes.

The rare colour intensified Greyson's evil and charming temperament, making people hard to forget about him after the first glance.

Like roses blooming around him in the dark night, his purple eyes were mysterious. In addition to his elegant yet arrogant temperament, he looked like a seductive fallen angel, making people involuntarily surrender under his charm.

Destiny had never paid close attention to Greyson in financial magazines and news reports. She only remembered his unique eye color. Now that she finally saw him in person, she understood why the women were not only fascinated by his power and wealth.

With such a charming appearance, it was enough to capture the heart of any woman.

But...she just happened to be not one of those women.

After being tortured like this, she couldn't wait to retaliate what she had suffered back to him!

When Greyson came in, Julie exited the bedroom and closed the door.

What happened within the bedroom would be isolated from the outside by the retro and heavy door.

Destiny felt even more nervous in the absence of Julie and her aggressiveness.

She felt suffocated from the pressure coming from Greyson.

With a glimmer of hope, Destiny attempted to reason with Greyson.

After all, a man like Greyson shouldn't care about the one-night stand. However, a person like him who had always been in control of everything would not tolerate any deception.

If she could convince him that it was someone else who had drugged him, maybe there would be a turnaround for him to let her go.

"Mr. Edwards, I don't want the position of Mrs. Edwards, nor do I plan to stay as a pet. The drug was not placed by me in the room that day. I didn't know that it was your room, so I accidentally broke into-"

While unbuttoning his neckline with one hand, Greyson looked down at her as if he had heard some kind of joke. His handsome face was scornful and mocking. "Your performance that night did not seem to be accidental at all."

Upon hearing his words, the vague memories from that night came to her mind.

That night... they...

Destiny suddenly remembered and her face flushed.

She clasped the quilt tightly and retorted, "That's because someone in the room used that kind of drug!"

She still remembered the smell in the air.

So her action was not intended!

Greyson turned around and faced her.

The untied neckline revealed his slender neckline and collarbone. Under the bright indoor lighting, his figure was very well proportioned.

His dark purple eyes dropped and his gaze fell on Destiny's face, who was clutching the quilt.

She shyly averted her gaze and her pale cheeks blushed.

Her dark silky hair was draped loosely and it looked like smooth silk.

Destiny looked different from that night, and she looked more beautiful.

D*mn it!

A hint of displeasure arose in his heart.

What was the point of pretending now when she took the initiative to sneak into his room that night?

Why was she acting innocent in front of him now?

"Enough! Don't you know what you did?"

Greyson strode to the side of the bed with a cold expression on his handsome face and clasped her chin abruptly.