Filthy rich werewolves novel Chapter 153

Jason wanted to find a more appropriate opportunity, a more acceptable occasion for her to find out.

And yet, this... is possibly the worst one.

He was careless to not notice that she was standing behind me but... now upon thinking about it, in his conversation with Patrick, he didn't think he’d mentioned his identity and yet Grace called out his name.

Which meant... Grace already knew his identity before coming across him Who told her?

Jason opened his eyes suddenly and instructed Terrence. "Check Grace's phone to see who she talked to recently!"

"Yes." Terrence nodded.

Terrence was able to find out in a moment's time. "The most recent call Miss Cummins made today was at 6:35 in the evening. The owner of the number is Lina Sweeney."

"Lina Sweeney..." Jason narrowed his eyes. "I remember this woman. She's Grace's good friend.

Go and find out who Lina met today!"

Terrence sighed. This was going to be a shitshow.

By then, the car had arrived at the entrance of the hospital where Mr. Reed was living.

Jason and Terrence exited the car. When they arrived at the entrance of the patient ward, Jason glanced at the bodyguard by the door and asked, "Is the Old Alpha asleep?"

"He's not," the guard replied respectfully.

When he was young, the Old Master would be especially disgusted by Jason’s eyes because they look so much like Mom's. As a child, there was a period of time when the Old Master didn't allow Jason to look at him because he would be disgusted at being looked at with eyes so similar to hers."

“It’s nice to see you too,” Jason replied.

“Don’t take that tone with me. You may be Alpha now, but it’s my power that runs in your veins.”

Jason fought to keep his expression bland. It wasn’t like his grandfather could take his title back. The transition was a permanent one. Short of Jason dying, the power he amassed and inherited would stay in him.

"I looked into it. That woman is Grace Cummins. She was Sean Stevens's girlfriend and she was the one who killed Jennifer Atkinson three years ago, wasn't she?" Grandfather asked coldly.

"Yes," Jason replied and the corners of his lips tugged up slightly.

"She's been to jail. Exiled. Declared Rogue. She cleans the streets for a living. Is this the type of woman you think befits the Reed Pack family?"