Zenya’s POV
It was 11 a.m. and Greyson insisted we do some shopping. Unfortunately, no matter how many times I refused, he was so stubborn to go buy the necessary things I needed for my time of the month. So, we got into the car and headed to town where Greyson owned the biggest shopping mall in Philadelphia. Frankly, I was excited to go to the town because it was where I was supposed to attend my university. I was determined to have a discussion with him about doing my MBA, but Greyson looked busy on his phone with his business tasks.
“Greyson, if you are not too busy, can I talk to you about something?” I asked politely as soon as he finished with a call.
“Sure, my angel. I have enough time for you,” Greyson said, turning his attention to me.
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