CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE

MUNA

I was still at the dining table when Grant came in. He rushed to me and hugged me tightly.

"Are you alright, my love?" He asked after kissing my lips.

"Yes, I'm just scared of whoever this stalker is," I replied.

"What did the note say?" He asked.

I handed it to him and he frowned, "what secret? You don't have any secrets asides from the endometriosis diagnosis which I already know about. What are you afraid of?"

"There's something you should know, Grant." I said showing him the painting and the note.

"They have the same handwriting. Come to think of it, it's the same as the ones I've been getting," he said.

"Since when have you been getting these threats?" I asked him.

"Hold on a bit," he said and went upstairs.

I stared at the painting while waiting for Grant to come back down. He had a black box in his hands which he placed on the table.

"I've been getting these things since I became GS Capital's CEO. They used to come once in a while before. They weren't really threats then,