CHAPTER 32

{RAVEN’S POINT OF VIEW}

“What's the meaning of this, Raven?!”

That's the first thing I heard the moment I tread into the living room after leaving Damien's penthouse.

My Mom, who's sitting on the living room sofa flips her phone on the table in front of her and casts me a poisonous look.

I advance and take the phone from the table, it's an article with a photo of me racing on my motorcycle with the headline ‘The Grey's been Deceiving the Public,”

I roll my eyes and drop the phone back on the table. Her eyes petrify at my dismissive look. She bolts off her seat. “Is this true, Raven? You are part of an illegal racing squad?”

“That’s what it says, doesn't it?”

She points her finger at me. “Don’t you dare try to play smart with me, Raven! Do you take me for a fool,” suddenly, she's walking towards me, grabbing my arm roughly and tugging me close, her finger digging into my flesh. “I will ask you again, Raven. Is this true?”

I meet her eyes; they are harsh and leaden with anger. I say.