Grant stormed into the room, a whirlwind of barely contained fury, and squared up to Josefina.
"Rosa, you can't be with him," Grant blurted out, his voice thick with anger.
"What's it to you who I'm with, Grant?" Oliver shot back, defiance dripping from his words.
Grant ignored Oliver, his gaze softening as he crouched down to meet Josefina’s eyes. "Rosa, he knows who you are, and he's playing you. You’re too trusting; you’ve been duped. Don’t be with him."
Josefina, sensing the turmoil in Grant's emotions, started to believe what Oliver had told her earlier.
Grant’s passion was overwhelming, leaving her feeling cornered and defenseless.
But she found her voice. "Grant, it’s not as complicated as you think. I saved his grandfather, and that’s how we met. Before that, he didn't know who I was, and I didn’t know who he was. There were no strings attached."
Hayden had been silent, well aware of Grant’s feelings for Josefina.
His silence stemmed not from confusion over whom to support but from understanding that Josefina clearly preferred Oliver. Forced love isn't true love, after all.
"Grant, take a seat. Let’s talk this out calmly," Hayden finally spoke up.
Grant’s emotions overpowered him, and he grabbed Josefina’s hand. "Rosa, don’t go with him. He’s fooling you!"
Oliver pried Grant's wrist free with such force it seemed he might snap it in two.
Josefina pulled away, urgency etched on her face, prompting Grant to let go. He couldn’t bear to upset her.
"Grant, Josie is my girl. Show some respect," Oliver snapped, his patience wearing thin.


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