Page 77 of Surrendering to the Obsession

Alexander’s expression hardened instantly. “How did she find out? Did you tell her?”

Alan shook his head so fast it was almost a blur. “No, Mr. Graves. Of course not! But… your mother always has her own sources. As always. She finds out everything.”

Alexander gritted his teeth and dragged a hand through his hair in frustration.

Allen continued quickly, voice more tense now. “But that’s not the main problem, Mr. Graves. The real problem is that now she’s outside—right now—and she’s insisting on going to James’s office herself to fight with him for putting Mrs. Graves in danger.”

Both Alexander and Mia froze.

Their eyes met, both shocked, and without another word, they rushed out of the office.

They sprinted down the corridor. Even before they reached the end, they could hear raised voices and shifting footsteps, enough to tell that something was wrong.

Camila paced in the waiting area, anger written all over her face. She grabbed her coat from the couch in one rough motion, throwing it over her shoulders.

“Thomas, pull the car to the entrance! I’m going to teach that motherfucker a lesson myself! If he wants to die, he can! How dare he put my daughter-in-law in danger!” Camila shouted furiously.

“Mom—wait!” Mia grabbed Camila’s shoulder, eyes wide with worry, trying to hold her back. “Please, it’s not a big thing anymore. Everything has already been handled.”

Behind them, Alexander strolled into the waiting room and leaned against a desk, his hip against the edge, arms foldedacross his chest as he watched the scene unfold. A tiny smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

Meanwhile Mia was practically wrestling Camila to keep her from storming out.

“Mom, everything is fine. Look at me.” She held Camila’s arms tightly. “I took care of it. There’s no need to fight anyone.”

Camila swatted her hands away. “You don’t understand! It wasn’t a small matter—it was a matter of life! How can you say it’s a small thing you ‘handled’? No. Don’t worry, I’m going to teach him a good lesson today. If he wants enemies, he can have them—but he will NOT put you in danger!”

“It wasn’t James who put me in danger! It was just an unfortunate incident.” Mia tried to explain, but Camila wasn’t listening to a single word.

“Mia Graves, don’t argue with me!” Camila frowned, pushing Mia’s hands away.

Mia looked helplessly over Camila’s shoulder at Alexander, silently begging him to step in.

But Alexander just smirked at her, their eyes locking, and he mouthed:

“Beg me.”

Mia’s mouth fell open in disbelief.

And in that exact moment, Camila finally shoved past Mia and stormed out of there.

“Mom—!” Mia tried to rush after her, but Camila was already out the door, marching toward the elevator.

Mia spun around and hurried toward Alexander, coming to stand right in front of him. “Mr. Graves, what are you doing?! Why aren’t you helping me? Youhaveto stop your mother!”

Alexander stayed exactly where he was, leaning casually against the desk with zero tension in his body. Not even a hint of panic on his face.

He bent down slightly to bring his face close to hers, his heated eyes locking on her panicked ones.

“Call me Alexander first,” he smirked.

“Mr. Graves—not now! This is not the time!” Mia practically cried.

Alexander tilted his head, the smirk on his lips widening. “Call me Alexander and I’ll help you.”

Behind them, a loud bang echoed.

“Mrs. Graves! Calm down—calm down!” Thomas begged desperately. “The elevator is coming, don’t punch the door! You’re going to hurt yourself!”