Page 121 of Stuck with the Billionaire Celebrity

The interview was a last-minute thing, so how did Alexia even know it was happening? Why is she in London?

If Alexia found out, did Andrew?

How dare she?

Grace has worked so hard on the shelter and all the PR surrounding it. For Alexia to come in and try to derail it is rage-inducing.

Alexia had the audacity to try to twist it, to make it about her petty, vindictive agenda.

If I ever see her again…

I stop pacing and take a deep breath. My anger is a live wire, sparking and hissing, but there’s something else beneath it, steady and grounding. Pride.

Grace didn’t just handle Alexia’s attack—she rose above it.

When Alexia had tried to make a scene with her accusations, Grace had turned the conversation back to the shelter with such finesse that even I—who knows her better than anyone—was left in awe.

I replay her words:

“I think it’s important to focus on the positive impact we can have on our community.

The shelter will give so many women a chance to rebuild their lives, and that’s what truly matters.”

She’d smiled then, genuine and radiant, and even through the TV screen, it was impossible not to feel the warmth of her conviction.

The shelter’s website had crashed within minutes of the interview airing, flooded with donations and inquiries. Grace had turned Alexia’s spite into something good, something meaningful.

If that isn’t the definition of grace…well, her name fits her better than I deserve.

The buzz of my phone pulls me from my thoughts. I glance at the screen, expecting another message about the interview. Instead, it’s an unknown number. I hesitate, but curiosity wins out.

“This is Theo.”

“Mr. Rossi, my name is Blake Lawson.

I’m an attorney representing several individuals who...”

He pauses, his voice tight.

“Who have been targeted by Alexia Carter?

I’ve been trying to get in touch with you.”

My grip tightens on the phone. “Why?”

“I believe your experience with Miss Carter could be pivotal in exposing a pattern of behavior.

She’s recently accused a local construction company owner of misconduct—a man who happens to be a personal friend of mine.

As I’ve looked into her past, it’s become clear that this isn’t an isolated incident.

She’s done this to multiple men, in various ways, over several years.”

I sit heavily on the couch, my anger momentarily replaced by cold disbelief. “You’re telling me she’s done this before? To other people?”

“Yes, and the damage she’s caused is staggering.

Financial ruin, reputations destroyed… some men have even faced legal consequences for things they didn’t do.

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