Chapter 51- The Golden Locket...

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❝𝐂𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐚𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠

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❝𝐂𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐚𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠..❞  

Grace's POV

𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨. 𝙎𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙨 𝘿𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙐𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙩, 𝙎 𝙜𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙚𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩. -𝙂𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙥 𝙂𝙞𝙧𝙡.


Sprawling on the bed with Chuck in the shower, he reacted oddly when he got back in the car, I wasn't ignored however he seemed off. My hair in an updo my eyes blurring as I woke up my phone buzzing. "Grace... turn that phone down!" Nate said arriving at my door. "It's Serena you know." I said making him shut up. "Hello S." I smiled. "Oh G I have so much to share!" She exclaimed.

I shooed Nate away,  "Share away." I laughed. "Nate and I are budding a romance, He's so amazing..." Serena said. "Don't go too fast S! It was only a few days ago you said you loved Tripp." I reprimanded her. "He asked me to be his date to the French Ambassador party." Serena gushed and I rolled my eyes. "That isn't really going steady is it." I sighed.

"Speak soon G." S said hanging up and getting B's advice most likely.  I looked over at the end table to notice a golden locket, I picked it up to see the letter E engraved on it, golden with a picture of Bart inside. "Hey your up." Chuck smiled and I placed the locket behind me. "Well I hope so, I wouldn't mind dreaming over you." I smirked kissing him as his robe was neatly on.

"How was last night?" I asked Chuck. "You asked me in the limo I answered." He replied. "Except you forgot this of your mention..." I said holding up the locket. "Give it here!" He snapped trying to grab it. "The only "E" I know is Eric and he wouldn't need a photo of Bart in a heart locket."  I confronted.

"Chuck was this your mother who visited?" I asked him. "Lot's of women liked my father it isn't worth hunting whoever  she was." Chuck replied. "Are you suspicious?" I asked him. "No like I just said my father wasn't  a saint." He sighed and I hugged him. "My love don't forget about your meeting with the Table E'litaire president." I smiled. "I might only be allowed to get you an introduction." He seriously said back.

"That's fine my love." I smiled kissing his neck. "I have a class to get to see you later." I smiled placing my heels on and coat kissing his cheek. "I have more important things to do than search for another member of The Female Bart Bass Fan Club, trust me..." Chuck replied kissing me.

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