Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 346: Zachiel’s Sudden Arrival

Damien’s words resounded in Brooke’s head during the drive back home from their uneventful visit.

"Just kidding." Damien had swiftly inserted, "What? You can’t take a joke?" he chuckled, his smile never reaching his eyes.

Was he being serious though?

She wondered as Thane pulled back on the brakes of his car, snapping her back to reality.

Her eyes soaked in the cars in front and on all sides surrounding them. "A traffic jam at this hour?" She questioned, peering through the glass to see what was causing the hold up.

She looked to Thane, who seemed awfully quiet. His gaze was pointed forward, but it didn’t seem he was focused on the traffic.

"Hey? What’s wrong?" She rested her hand on his thigh. She suspected he was hung up on whatever he spoke about with his parents.

Beating him to a reply, her phone rang, tearing her attention. She tried to ignore it, but Thane insisted with a small smile she answer it.

Brooke sighed, as she brought the screen to her eyes only to see it was Kayden calling.

Over the blaring horns, she said into the phone, nearly screaming, "Hi, can we talk later?" She always looked forward to their conversations, but she didn’t want to hear him gush over Anna now of all times.

Kayden made a low grunt, "Brooke, have you seen the news?"

Her stomach tightened. It wasn’t her favorite phrase to hear. Thane glanced at her, noticing the slight chance in her expression.

Taking a new found interest in who this caller was.

"What news?" She echoed.

In a breathless tone, he revealed. "Zachiel Grayson is headed your way."

"Right this way Mr Grayson."

Zachiel raised his gaze from the tablet sitting on his lap, to the escorts lined up in front of him, leading towards an awaiting fleet of cars.

The family lawyer crouched down and whispered, "Sir, the president of this country has sent this car to pick you up. He wants to have an audience with you."

Zachiel hissed. "Didn’t I tell you I wanted no disturbances?"

The lawyer bowed his head, "I apologize, but he’s adamant to see you. It isn’t a rare occurrence that you leave the family estate." He clutched his phone to his chest, hiding the long list of business owners and politicians that sought to see him.

"And Thane? Have you tracked his whereabouts?" He implored.

"Yes. I’ve delegated some people to follow him. Once you’re done with the president, we’ll have him sent for immediately." The lawyer replied, fighting the urge to stand up.

He was up in age as well, and couldn’t maintain a squat for much longer. But he couldn’t afford to speak to Zachiel from above.

No one could.

The old man groaned in protest, before allowing his caretaker to wheel him towards the awaiting convoy.

Inside, Zachiel received a call, it was an update on the whereabouts of the stripper William was dating.

"Boss," a gruff voice sounded, "We’ve handled the situation carefully, there are no traces left of that woman or that club." He informed Zachiel.

A half smile painted his lips, "Good. Make sure William gets the news." He said, ending the conversation.

His lawyer pinched his chin, "Sir, what do you intend to do now? William’s weakness has been eliminated. Will you be willing the wealth back to him?"

Zachiel narrowed his eyes at him, sending him a warning glare. "You tell me."

The lawyer lowered his head. "That was a foolish question." Of course it was. Zachiel wouldn’t have made the trip here if he truly wanted to will his wealth to William.

So, why did he make it seem like he was forced into doing so by Maverick? What exactly was he playing at? And what about her-

His thoughts were pushed back when they arrived at the presidential villa, where certain enough, some of the most important people were parked outside, wishing to meet with Zachiel.

He sighed, dropping his shoulders. This was going to be a tiresome afternoon....

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Thane immediately had Brooke taken back to the mansion, where he had security doubled, stationing men all around the house.

"Brooke, pack light. I’ll move you to a safe house." He told her, tearing through their closet, ripping out some coats and pants.

Brooke massaged her forehead, still trying to process what Kayden had said. Zachiel was here? She traced her palm to her cheek, remembering the slap he gave her, the one that caused Thane to disown his grandfather.

Was something even worse going to happen?

Now of all times?

She looked at Thane, he seemed a bit calmer than she was. For one, the security didn’t seem like an after thought.

Did he somehow anticipate this?

She couldn’t ask, as Hannah barged into the room with two duffel bags in hand. "Sir, as you requested." She announced.

Brooke got up, "Thane, why are we running away?" She rested a hand on his shoulder, breaking his flow. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Thane rested his hand on hers, he turned around and interlocked their fingers. "The old man is ruthless, he wouldn’t come all this way without fulfilling his objective."

She furled her lips. "And what could he want with you?" Was he trying to split them up? Would he really come all the way here just for that?

He brought her in close and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I don’t know, but I’m not willing to risk it and find out." pulling away, he took out his phone to make a call.

On his way out, he turned to Hannah, "Pack these up. Alongside anything essential we might need."

"Yes, young master." She greeted.

Brooke called out to him, "Thane!" She tried going after him, but Hannah held her back. "What are you doing?!" She retracted her wrist.

Hannah apologized, then explained, "Please trust the young master on this. He’s most like his grandfather so he knows how he thinks. If he says you two need to leave, the situation must be dire."