Chapter 58: A Jealous Rage

Threatening his hospital? Knowing Fraser’s ruthless streak, Xavier backed off fast.

“I was at the Linden Bridal Boutique today, picking up my cousin’s jewelry, and saw Summer trying on dresses… with Trevor.”

“Is that so?” Fraser’s voice was glacial. Even over the phone, Xavier felt the chill of his anger. It looked like Fraser was serious about Summer.

“Mr. Graham, do you actually like her?”

The call cut off, leaving Xavier stunned.

Meanwhile, Amelia and Zack exchanged a glance and switched seats. Amelia plopped down next to Fraser. As Zack’s sister and the Miller Group’s heiress, she’d known Fraser since childhood, when their families were close. She’d fallen for him at first sight and had been angling to marry into the Graham family ever since. No luck so far. With Zack tanking the family business and their wealth dwindling, they were desperate to reconnect with the Graham family.

The moment Amelia sat beside Fraser, she felt the jealous glares from the other actresses, feeding her ego. Amelia thought to herself, A-list stars? Please. I am a Miller heiress; only someone of my caliber could match the Graham family.

She held two glasses of red wine and offered one to Fraser, her voice syrupy. “Mr. Graham, it’s Amelia. Remember me?”

Fraser, still seething from the photo, was about to leave when he saw her in his way.

“What?” he snapped.

Amelia’s tone was sweet as a songbird. “Mr. Graham, we met as kids. I even went shopping with your mother recently; she really likes me.”

The current Mrs. Graham wasn’t his birth mother, but she’d raised him. Fraser stood, his gaze icy. “If she likes you, what’s that got to do with me?” He brushed past her, ready to leave.

Amelia, panicking, reached for his hand. “Mr. Graham, don’t go! I’ve got so much to say.”

Zack, who’d been flirting with a starlet, rushed over at her yelp.

“Mr. Graham, what’s wrong? Did Amelia mess up? She’s adored you since we were kids; maybe she got too excited. Forgive her, please.”

Fraser’s patience was gone. Normally, he might spare some courtesy for the Miller patriarch, but not tonight. “You and your sister are two peas in a pod,” he said, his voice dripping with disdain, and stormed off without a glance back.

Zack shivered under Fraser’s glare, the crowd snickering at the Millers’ public humiliation.

Summer didn’t go home that night. She crashed at Yvette’s swanky apartment in Havenbrook’s ritzy district. Yvette had a room set aside just for her, a mark of their close bond. Fresh from a shower, Summer padded out in pajamas and grabbed a mineral water from the fridge. Yvette burst in, rocking a sexy red strapless dress.

Summer blinked. “Back already?”

Yvette kicked off her heels, rubbing her ankles. “Mr. Graham bailed, so the party fizzled out. We all called it early.”

Summer sipped her water, pausing at Fraser’s name. Casually, she asked, “What went down with the prince?”