Burn Those Who Burned Me novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163

Kai’s POV:

As I read Tyler’s report, I could feel the heat from my hands rising. If possible, I could have probably lit that report on fire.

Each page seemed to progress in terms of worsening. Tyler had managed to speak with multiple servants and employees of the Rochesters and there seemed to be a common theme. Graceland was abused.

Years of mental and physical abuse at the hands of her parents and siblings had left Gracie meek and desperate for love and affection. Reading the report brought me back to how Gracie described herself. Meek, desperate, pathetic. That family had stolen all of her dignity from her. But it didn’t stop there.

Over the years, they’d treated her more like a servant than a daughter. Turns out, the Rochester spawns weren’t that exceptional, while Gracie was overly intelligent and talented. Throughout the years, the family made her constantly do schoolwork, take tests, even create artistically while the other siblings took all the credit. The oldest, Noah Rochester was using her as his secret business tool. Making her create immaculate business proposals to acquire contracts while receiving the credit and business awards for HER brilliance.

In the short amount of time it took me to read over that report, I’d already thought of a thousand different ways to annihilate that entire family. I had to take breathing measures just to maintain my sanity as I read on.

Interesting.

Looks like Calvin Rochester has also been dabbling in illegal brokering; money laundering, and insider trading. Some of these businesses were shell companies to launder money for some of the worse organized crime gangs in North

Bay.

“How naughty of you Rochester.”

I smiled smugly, looks like I’ll be able to destroy him professionally too.

“I think you should speak directly to our little whistleblowers as well.”

Tyler brought me out my train of thought.

“I agree.”

“Guess it’s my turn…try not to rip the page.”

Cameron handed me his report on the Brooks. In the beginning, my anger wasn’t as nearly aggressive as it was reading the Rochester report. Most of it consisted of all the shady business deals the Brooks had been doing along with the Rochesters over the years.

No wonder they were all so close. Two families filled with criminals.

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It wasn’t until I got to full report on their jackass of a son Jonathan that my anger began to soar.

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The report detailed how Jonathan had treated Gracie over the years. Constantly being cruel and indifferent towards her. Angry his grandfather was trying to force him to marry her instead of the sister. Unable to take his frustrations out on the head, he’d chose to make Gracie pay instead. I imagined torturing him until he begged for death only to keep him alive longer.

All these freaks would pay slowly and painfully.

“Set it up for tomorrow afternoon.”

Both Tyler and Cameron looked at me with a puzzled expression.

“You sure? Not that it would be a problem, but I assumed you would want to spend the day with Gracie.”

Tyler wasn’t wrong, my original plan was to spend as much time in the room with Gracie as possible tomorrow, but Kayla informed me she wanted to do a little spa day with Gracie, Londyn, and Jackie.

“The girl’s are all going to be gone for a few hours for lunch and a spa treatment. Kayla set it up.”

Cameron’s eyes slightly widen as if remembering as well. Jackie must’ve informed him.

“That’s right. Jackie told me the same thing. The kids are going to stay with the heads while they all go out for a few hours. I think they’re leaving about 1pm, it’s a surprise for Gracie.”

Tyler smiled slightly. I couldn’t help but smile as well, Kayla wanted to do something special for Gracie and Londyn had thought of the spa day.

“Alright, so that gives us a few hours then. I’ll reach out to my contacts, they happened to be off on the weekends, but it’s a five hour drive from-”

“We’ll take the helicopter.”

Both Tyler and Cameron nodded.

After finishing up some last minute details, we all headed to bed. I made my way straight to Gracie’s room. It was almost midnight; I was concerned she may still be woke in an attempt to wait for me.

I slowly opened her door; the room was dark except for the television still playing. There was some cartoon playing. As I grew closer to the bed, I could finally see her. There, snuggled in the blanket, brows furrowed…was Gracie.

She looked restless, whatever she was dreaming about stopped her from sleeping as soundly as she did last night. I frowned slightly; I didn’t like the thought of her having bad dreams. I looked around her room, my mother had really outdone herself with the décor. This had to have been done right before Gracie’s arrival.

I walked to the closest…just as I suspected. My mother made sure some of my clothing was added to her closet. She

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knew me entirely too well. I grabbed some undergarments and made my way to the bathroom for a quick shower. I didn’t want Gracie alone any longer. She’d told me I was her dreamcatcher; I planned to catch every nightmare that

haunted her.

After showering, I quietly walked back into the room, Gracie was still asleep, though she didn’t look as tensed as she had before I went into the bathroom. I slowly climbed into the bed, making sure not to wake her. I slid closer to her; her back was facing me as she laid on her right side. I could smell the shampoo she’d used on her hair and the body cream she must’ve used after showering.

It was intoxicating.

I wanted to touch her; but I was also afraid I would wake her. Just as I began to debate on what to do next, Gracie made the decision for me. As if she could sense I was close, she turned about face and reached her small hand out to grab my shirt. I smiled warmly as I scooted closer to her, careful not to wake her as she moved unconsciously

towards me.

I wrapped my arms around her, securing her in my embrace. As she settled, I could see her brows relaxing and her face settling into what looked like a slight smile. Her breathing calmed and she began to snore lightly.

She was now peacefully sleeping.

I smiled brighter; knowing I was her peace made my heart feel a way I’d never imagined. I looked down at my sleeping fiancé feeling a mixture of emotions. Guilt, anger, happiness, remorse, blissfulness, and finally…love.

I knew I loved her. It didn’t matter if she loved me or not…I knew eventually, she would get there. I kissed her gently on her forehead and closed my eyes to sleep.

“I love you Gracie.”

I whispered the words, it felt good saying them aloud.

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