A Billion Dollar Bequest to A Stranger - An Inheritance Games Fanfic

Chapter 9: Psychic Angel

"Malacey," Grayson called out as he came in behind me through the doors to Hawthorne House. 
"Wait up."
I promptly stopped where I stood and turned to see Grayson walking as fast as he could without looking stupid towards me. 
"And what services do I offer thee for such prompt commands?" I asked the question with a curt smile. 
"I need to talk to you," he huffed as he reached me and we walked in pace towards the centre of the House. "It's important."
"Hmm," I hummed, making him wait for an answer. 
"Don't wait for an answer, Gray," Jameson chuckled as he came through the doors and patted his brother on the shoulder but got shrugged off. 
I scoffed and rolled my eyes at the younger boy. 
"Malacey?" Grayson asked, awaiting my answer. 
"Hmm," I hummed with a giggle and wink to Jameson. 
"See what I mean?" Jameson laughed, winking back at me. "That's the only answer you'll get, big brother. See you later." 
And with that, the boy bounced up the stairs to his quarters and away. 
"Is 'hmm' going to be your only answer or am I just going to have to drag you to my office now?" Grayson groaned as he stopped and annoyedly huffed and slipped his hands into his pockets. 
"Hmm," I replied with a smirk before turning away. 
The boy sighed behind me and pulling back my wrist, forcing me to stumble back towards him. With the force of his pull, I tripped over my own feet and closed my eyes, awaiting the fall. 
My eyes stayed closed until I realised that I hadn't fallen. I opened my eyes to see Grayson's face only millimetres away from mine as he caught me in his arms. 
"I-" he tried to say but I cut him off by spinning myself up and stood. 
"I'll wait for you in my office," I said, promptly before straightening my uniform and walking away. 
"Y-Yes," he replied with an anxious stutter. 
I laughed. Grayson Hawthorne stuttering?
Only I could perform that famous act.
Speaking of famous acts...
. . .
"Miss Prairie?" Grayson called into the room as he opened the door to my office. "Malacey?"
"Mr Hawthorne," I gave a wicked smile as the boy stepped in and looked for me. "Grayson."
His eyes scanned the whole room but I knew he couldn't see me because of his confused face.
With a chuckle, I stepped out of where I was and into his sight.
"There you are," he sighed, stepping forward. "I wanted to ask you about something."
"What is it, Mr Hawthorne?" I smirked as he continued to step forward while I stepped backwards.
"Well, uh," he said, but was speechless from I vanished from his sight. "Malacey?"
I giggled as I emerged from the other corner of the room.
"I'm over here, Davenport," I smiled, mischeviously.
"Malacey," he groaned, putting a hand to his head. "This better not be one of your tricks again."
He quickly walked over to the corner of the room where I stood but immediately into a mirror.
"A two way mirror," Grayson sighed. "How fun. Now would you please come out so I can speak to you, Miss Magician?"
"It's Belladonna," I smiled as I walked through the door, leaving Grayson confused and looking intently at me, unsure if I was the real one or not.
"Well then, Belladonna," he said, sternly as he reached me. "Shall we begin?"
I chuckled as I walked a circle around him.
"Oh, darling," I smirked, "I began ages ago."
His face twisted in even more confusion as he watched me sit at the table.
"'Better the devil you know than the one you don't - or is it? Power corrupts,'" I recited, "'Absolute power corrupts absolutely. All that glitters is not gold. Nothing is certain but death and taxes. There but for the grace of God go I. Don't judge.'"
I smirked smugly at Grayson' s palm to-the-forehead confusion.
"How?" he moaned.
"Easy," I chuckled, standing up again. "Mirrors all around the room and your foolishness to bring it in here un-enveloped."
His face twisted at the word 'foolishness' as he glared at me.
"So what now, Belladonna?" he sneered. "Are you going to magic my grandfather out of the grave to explain all of this?"
My eyebrows furrowed at the mention of Tobias Hawthorne and grew irritated.
"Your grandfather was the one that devoted me to magic and gave me a truthful and meaningful passion for my life," I said, almost shouting with aggravation. "Unlike you."
"My grandfather gave you false passion and hope because you were his favourite," he shouted, our conversation growing heated by the minute. "You probably know everything that's going on and you're probably orchestrating everything, am I right?"
"Oh, has your lessons in mentalism not taught you anything, Mr Hawthorne?" I snapped. "Tobias Hawthorne didn't leave me anything either, so please get your facts right."
"He left you his goddamn riches, Malacey, what do you mean he left you nothing?" Grayson yelled.
"'Laced with poison is the heart of one,
Threaded with a cure is the heart of another.
Love is a sweet thing, my grandson,
Don't you let her go for another.
But if you do, chose which heart is yours.
If you both chose the same, a life may die.
If you chose differently, you won't have to say goodbye.

I owe you my world
As you owe me yours,
But I'm sorry if yours has swirled
Because of my heirs,
But lace it with your beauty,
Lace it with your poison,
For now this is your duty.
For where you'll find happiness is frozen,'" I shouted at him."That is all that your grandfather left me."
Grayson stood silently staring at me.
"I-I don't know what to say," he stuttered as he slumped into a couch in the office. "I-I thought he would have left a clue, or something, I don't know."
"The only thing, other than that," I whispered, as Grayson looked up and looked me in the eye, "was you."
I walked around my desk and over to the door.
"'Don't judge,' Me Hawthorne," I said, opening the door.
"Malacey, wait-" he tried to say but I stepped out of the door.
"I'm done waiting, Grayson," I said. "I'm not your psychic angel anymore."
And with that, I closed the door behind me and walked away.
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Author's Note:

Hello readers! First of all, I honestly have no idea what is going to happen next, but I'm planning on it and there will hopefully be more clues and romance ;) coming soon. For this chapter, I just got the idea from 'Now You See Me' the movie and decided to give Malacey a skill too, so I hope you liked this chapter. Thank you for reading!
- Reika