Chapter 87 Spill The Beans

[Gianna’s POV]

I rush forward, arms held out, and just as I’m about to throw myself against Ace’s body, I feel a hand clamp on my shoulder, stopping me.

“What,” I hiss, turning to find Grant watching. “What are you doing?”

“Your condition,” he smiles, his gaze snapping to my belly and back up s...

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