From inside the office, Sienna stood frozen at the glass wall, watching the scene unfold. At first, she couldn't quite process what she was seeing. But when Grayson's arms wrapped around the boy and his fingers brushed through that blond hair with such tenderness, her entire body tensed.

Her hands pressed flat against the glass as a sharp, burning jealousy flared in her chest.

Something was off. Her sixth sense that was sharp and rarely wrong told her that boy hadn't lied.

"Could Grayson have a kid and keep it from me?" The thought made her stomach twist. "No. No way. I am not raising some other woman's brat. Kids are noisy, messy, entitled. They take up space, demand attention… and worst of all, they make you invisible."

Outside, Grayson gently pulled back from the hug and looked down at the boy with a faint, uneasy smile.

"Wow… I wasn't expecting that hug, but thank you. Now tell me, are you lost? Or does your dad work here?"

Oliver looked at him for a moment without answ